Blind Heart

You got me strung up like a puppet, hung up on a thin red line.
You got me caught up in your loving, Stuck here in my love sick mind.

And I've been trying to pick myself up from the floor.
And I'd be lying say'n' I don't want you anymore.

You got my blind heart holden onto you.
And I don't where it's going, or what it will do.
And I try to control it, but control is what I lose.
You got my blind heart holden onto you.


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