The Rebel In Me
It is what it is, between heartbreak and bliss
Where no one will win or be gaining from this.
I'm not so naive, swear I won't misbelieve
Nothing to see but the heart on my sleeve
There's not one illusion I'll prise you away
I'm already speaking in cheesy cliches
I've lived half my life never feeling this silly
Guess I was afraid the emotion would kill me
The miles set between us, not only in distance
The rebel in me is aroused by resistance
For what isn't mine makes me want even more
You're inside my skin now, on course for the core
You make up the breaths I'm forgetting to breathe
Not mine to keep still I'm frightened you'll leave.
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