"Test Of My Heart" lyrics

"Test Of My Heart"

Test of my heart
Test of my heart
Test of my heart
Test of my heart

No, I won't, foretold coast to coast
Footloose scenarios can't break my fame
Maintain, trade, meditate, all hours can't wide
Operate straight from this place I say
Tall words, we'll stop to where I foretold to give
Or I will stop to drop what was still
I stop to clutch my blood
Fucked up thoughts turned the plot

Test of my heart
Test of my heart

Cut much, caught up, tossed enough, got it rough
Thinking much about staying above, the dust
Fit into battle, handle cheap shots
Respond or be gone beyond this Babylon
Con, I've hurt worse than this, turn it into new purposes
Heard nervousness brings curses
It will take more than your amount
To house my count so bounce, I hold it down

Catchin' a bad one
Catchin' a bad one
Catchin' a bad one
Catchin' a bad one

Test of my heart
Test of my heart

Can't believe it's happening again
All this hasn't convinced to the transcend
This can't be forced out of me
That familiar push can strain my energy
Can you be here to challenge my fate
If so you can't be stronger than predestined days
Force me in a corner and we'll both lose
The value of this is far beyond me or you

Me
Or you!

Love, test of my heart
Test of my heart

Catchin' a bad one
Catchin' a bad one


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