Beating Drums Songtext
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You're beating drums, I'm reading magazines
You're turning heads, I'm turning none
I wish that you were looking up to me
But you're staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
And in your eyes there's no surprise, you're losing, I'll get over it
You're beating drums, I'm reading magazines
You're turning heads, I'm turning none
I wish that you were looking up to me
And in your eyes there's no surprise, you're losing, I'll get over it
I'll get over it, I'll get over it, I'll get over it
I'll get over it, I'll get over it, I'll get over it
Tearing me, it's tearing me
Tearing me, it's tearing me
Tearing me, it's tearing me apart
But you're staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
You're turning heads, I'm turning none
I wish that you were looking up to me
But you're staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
And in your eyes there's no surprise, you're losing, I'll get over it
You're beating drums, I'm reading magazines
You're turning heads, I'm turning none
I wish that you were looking up to me
And in your eyes there's no surprise, you're losing, I'll get over it
I'll get over it, I'll get over it, I'll get over it
I'll get over it, I'll get over it, I'll get over it
Tearing me, it's tearing me
Tearing me, it's tearing me
Tearing me, it's tearing me apart
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