Faith Wood Biography

I used to freeze time,
pocket the laughter and hold on to smiles
I'd have the scene carved into my eyes
so it would never leave my mind
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I'll let you lean on me like that brick wall
I'll let you put your back agaisnt me like that tall oak in the park
I'll be that friend you hold
until you can't feel a thing
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Cling to the windows
like snow, like ice,
but never like fire
Creeping up the glass
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Kepp your head high like a model, darling
Muster the confidence to strut down the catwalk
You're in the running towards becoming
America's Next Top Model
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She said, 'Hit me baby one more time'
as if it was supposed to make sense
Not that anything makes sense
these days
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