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• Artiste: James Arthur
• Titre: Back From The Edge
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Back from the edge Back from the dead Back before demons took control of my head Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Oh, he would reach for the stars, yeah You can take my home, you can take my clothes You can take the drugs I have that nobody knows You can take my watch, you can take my phone You can take all I've got 'til I'm skin and bone I don't want control, I can dig my own hole I can make my bed and I can lie in it cold 'Cause I don't need heat, I've been burnin' in hell But now I'm back with my own story to tell Back from the edge Back from the dead Back before demons took control of my head Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Oh, back from the edge Back from the dead Back from the tears that were so easily shed Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Who would reach for the stars, yeah They don't like my lies, they don't like my songs Except in karaoke when they're singing along Did you see them build me up? Watch me tear myself down With a smile on my face, I dug my grave in the ground We all make mistakes, we're so quick to judge It's hard to forgive when we hold onto a grudge So turn down the heat, I've been burnin' in hell But now I'm back with my own story to tell Back from the edge Back from the dead Back before demons took control of my head Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Oh, back from the edge Back from the dead Back from the tears that were so easily shed Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Who would reach for the stars, yeah I don't want control, I can dig my own hole I can make my bed and I can lie in it cold 'Cause I don't need heat, I've been burnin' in hell But now I'm back with my own story to tell Back from the edge Back from the dead Back before demons took control of my head Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Oh, back from the edge Back from the dead Back from the tears that were too easily shed Back to the start Back to my heart Back to the boy who would reach for the stars Who would reach for the stars, yeah