Pixie Lott - Paper Planes [*] Lyrics
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Paper Planes [*]
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What Are The Lyrics For Paper Planes [*] By Pixie Lott?
I think it's getting to the point
Where I can be myself again I think it's getting to the point Where we have almost made amends I think it's the getting to the point That is the hardest part And if you call, I will answer And if you fall, I'll pick you up And if you court this disaster I'll point you home You think I only think about you When we're both in the same room You think I'm only here to witness The remains of love exhumed You think we're here to play A game of who loves more than whom And if you call, I will answer And if you fall, I'll pick you up And if you court this disaster I'll point you home You think it's only fair to do what's Best for you and you alone You think it's only fair to do the same to me when you're not home I think it's time to make this something that is More than only fair So if you call, I will answer And if you fall, I'll pick you up And if you court this disaster I'll point you home But I'm warning you, don't ever do Those crazy, messed-up things that you do If you ever do, I promise you I'll be the first to crucify you Now it's time to prove that you've come back Here to rebuild Rebulid |
Who Wrote Paper Planes [*] By Pixie Lott?
Richard Stannard, Victoria Lott, Ash Howes, Wayne Hector
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What's The Duration Of The Paper Planes [*] By Pixie Lott?The duration of Paper Planes [*] is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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