It Takes A Village
This shouldn't be a battle
Some things aren't meant to be fought
Unlock the gate and take off the saddle
Line me up with the rest to be bought
Can't even think straight..but I don't need to think at all
My face won't tell a lie, my heart won't bear the truth, I feel like I'm about to fall
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