Jon Bellion - The Good in Me Lyrics
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The Good in Me
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What Are The Lyrics For The Good in Me By Jon Bellion?
One, two, three, one, two, three
One, two, three, one, two, three One, two, three You know that he trusts you and I know that he loves you But somehow you convinced me again My foundation rumbles and all my morals crumble My father's warnings run through my head (one, two, three) Your heart's a vine that I've bled trying to climb Yeah, you're making a ruin of me Try to survive, keep my spirit alive But like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me Like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me Like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me One temptation sparked this Now I can feel the darkness It's my own fault but you had this planned All of me, you take now, like criminals and shakedowns Yeah, you make me forget who I am (one, two, three) Your heart's a vine that I've bled trying to climb Yeah, you're making a ruin of me Try to survive, keep my spirit alive But like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me But like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me, hey Like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me All of your good is mine All of your good is mine All of your good is mine All of your good is mine Like a knife in the woods Yeah, you hunt down the good in me, hey, yeah |
Who Wrote The Good in Me By Jon Bellion?
Jon Bellion, Kimberly Perry, Mark Williams
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What's The Duration Of The The Good in Me By Jon Bellion?The duration of The Good in Me is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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