Itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
Catches birds and elephants you're wasted while you wine.
If i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright,
But as life turns to eat me up i fear i won't survive.
I won't survive
(x7)
Itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
If i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright.
Writer(s): Patience Hodgson, John Patterson, Alana Skyring
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