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Jul 14, 2023 · Seven (Clean Ver.) Lyrics: Weight of the world on your shoulders / I kiss your waist and ease your mind / I must be favored to know ya / I take my hands and trace your lines / It's...
Jul 24, 2020 · seven Lyrics: Please picture me in the trees / I hit my peak at seven / Feet in the swing over the creek / I was too scared to jump in / But I, I was high in the sky / With...
Jul 23, 2020 · Official lyric video by Taylor Swift performing “seven” – off her album ‘folklore.’. Album available here: https://store.taylorswift.com Subscribe to Taylor ...
Taylor Swift Lyrics. "seven". Please picture me. In the trees. I hit my peak at seven. Feet. In the swing. Over the creek. I was too scared to jump in, but I, I was high.
"Seven" is a song by the American singer-songwriter Taylor Swift from her eighth studio album, Folklore . Swift co-wrote the song with its producer, Aaron Dessner. "Seven" is a folk song with nostalgic lyricism.
seven Lyrics by Taylor Swift from the custom_album_6116206 album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Please picture me In the trees I hit my peak at seven feet In the swing Over the creek I was too scared to jump in But …
seven Lyrics by Taylor Swift. Please picture me In the trees I hit my peak at seven Feet In the swing Over the creek I was too scared to jump in, but I, I was high In...
seven lyrics. Please picture me in the trees. I hit my peak at seven. Feet in the swing over the creek. I was too scared to jump in. But I, I was high in the sky. With Pennsylvania under me. Are there still beautiful things? Sweet tea in the summer. Cross your heart won't tell no other. And though I can't recall your face. I still got love for you.
Jul 14, 2023 · Seven (Explicit Ver.) Lyrics: Weight of the world on your shoulders / I kiss your waist and ease your mind / I must be favored to know ya / I take my hands and trace your lines /...
I hit my peak at seven feet. In the swing. Over the creek. I was too scared to jump in. But I, I was high in the sky. With Pennsylvania under me. Are there still beautiful things? Sweet tea in the summer. Cross your heart, won't tell no other. And though I can't recall your face. I still got love for you. Your braids like a pattern.
