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Hiccups Songtext
von Petite League feat. Jamie Brooks

Hiccups Songtext

64 crayons in a box and I don't know what I'd do if any one of them broke
But you were my favorite color
You were my favorite color
I watch a lot of basketball, you never want your team to lose
But I'd miss a buzzer beater
Oh, I'd do it for you
Oh, I'd do it for you

Maybe nothing was worth it in the end, or so it seems
Cause


Hiccups stuck in my throat, I could die if you wanted me to
Oceans between us, please know that I'm not trying to hurt you
Drinks down, call back, open up to me
Shape up, grow up, I need some time to think
Hiccups stuck in my throat, I wish I knew how to breathe without you

Flowers came out in February, and the birds came back in March
But you were my favorite sweater
You were my favorite sweater
I might not be the smartest man, superstitious and nervous
But you were my lucky number
You were my lucky number

Maybe nothing was worth it in the end, or so it seems
Cause

Hiccups stuck in my throat, I could die if you wanted me to
Oceans between us, please know that I'm not trying to hurt you
Drinks down, call back, open up to me
Shape up, grow up, I need some time to think
Hiccups stuck in my throat, I wish I knew how to breathe without you

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