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<p></p><p><font color="#a3bb44">It's my primary instinct to protect the child<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>My dress is torn, my hair is wild<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>My first kiss, my early boyfriend<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>Wet weekends, new years eve parties<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>Hour after hour after hour (x2)<br/>My 18th birthday, I'll die of boredom<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>My private world is smashed right open<br/>Girl singing in the wreckage<br/>My 1st trip, my expectations<br/>No destiny, No destination<br/>You hit the ground and then it stops<br/>Hour after hour after hour (x2)<br/><br/>I miss my hometown, it's nothing special<br/>Call my parents let them know I've arrived<br/>My primary instinct is to protect the child<br/>Send the postcard from the airport</font><br/></p> |
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