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Look we gotta talk Dang I know I know it's just It's just... Some things I gotta get of my chest alright.... Yeahhhh... Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa... Listen.. Baby come he
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I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface I don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes (Caught in the undertow
I had nothing to say and i get lost in the nothingness inside of me (i was confused) and i live it all out to find, but im not the only person wit these things in mind (inside of me) but all that they
I cannot take this anymore I'm saying everything I've said before All these words they make no sense I find bliss in ignorance Less I hear the less you'll say But you'll find that out anyway Just lik
I don't know what it is that makes me love you so I only know I never want to let you go Cause you started something Oh can't you see Ever since we met you've had a hold on me It happens to be true I