Brie Larson - Falling into History Lyrics
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Falling into History
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What Are The Lyrics For Falling into History By Brie Larson?
It don't matter what people say I never did believe them
I know, I know they know everything I'll be alright by myself and no one's gonna tell me I'm defined, confined by love Now our days seem strange I guess my heart was bound to change I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and you're falling into history I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and falling into history I never thought that I'd say that I don't really miss you I lived, I breathed your breath through me Time has a way of passing by until I don't remember Why or how to hurt for you Life's pain has gone somewhere And I'm fine leaving it there I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and you're falling into history I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and you're falling into history Falling into, falling into, falling into history I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and you're falling into history I fell out, out of you and me You're fading from view and you're falling into history I'll be alright by myself And no one's gonna tell me I'm defined, confined by love |
Who Wrote Falling into History By Brie Larson?
Jessica Sheely, Peter Zizzo
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What's The Duration Of The Falling into History By Brie Larson?The duration of Falling into History is 4:11 minutes and seconds. |
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