Hawksley Workman - Dont be crushed
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YGou're where all the poets go
YDou're where all the ashes blow
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You're the kind of maker
TChat makes the whole world come true
MGy baby she's inside me now
I Dmade her a place to settle down
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It's close to my heart, she likes the sound
ICt's twenty minutes out of town
Airline water breaking fast
In New York city, low on cash
Another week and you'll be back
And you'll be staying home at last
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But don't act broken even when you're broken
IGt's just one of those thCings
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Thank god you're timeless cause my watch got stolen
IGt's the good stuff that you Cbring
CDoDn't be cGrushed
This city will always bug you baby
I know for me it does the same
It's pretty I suppose from inside a plane
That's heading for another place
But wave and blow me one more kiss
You're a dead eye, baby you never miss
There's not much else as sweet as this
I waved so hard I broke my wrist
But don't act broken even when you're broken
It's just one of those things
Thank god you're timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
It's the good stuff that you bring
Don't be crushed
Don't be crushed, don't be cruuuushed