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Theres a fire in me
Melting at the bottom of the sea
What a beautiful thing
And all these memories
Tryna hold back but they can't see
I was born to be free
Yeah
Oh, I can feel the skin beneath the dirt in these six-inch heels
The edge of the earth wants to make a deal
Gravity is pulling me down the hills
And I'm fighting, oh, I'm fighting
I'm learning tho, I'm learning
Oh, I'm fighting, oh, I'm fighting
I'm learning tho, I'm learning
Oh, I'm fighting, oh, I'm fighting