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In These Arms by The Swell Season
Songwriters: Hansard, Glen James Publishers: THE SWELL SEASON PUB DESIGNEE; WB MUSIC CORP.
This song is by The Swell Season (uneditable Gracenote version).
Use the truth as a weapon
To beat up all your friends
Every chink in the armor
An excuse to cause offense
And the boys from the hallway
Calling out your name
And true love
Will find them in the end
You were restless
I was somewhere less secure
So I went running to the road
And so now there's
A long list of places I was
I quit my rambling and came home
'Cause maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
Maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
Use your saints and your mantra
And your things to keep you calm
If you stay with that asshole
He's gonna do you harm
There's a voice singing loudly
On the radio just for you
And good fortune
Will find him in the end
Maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
Maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
Maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
Maybe I was born
To hold you in these arms
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