Wednesday, October 03, 2012

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Paint spotted tear drops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go.

And I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No I just wanna hold ya,

Give a little time to me, we'll burn this out,
We'll play hide and seek, to turn this around,
All I want is the taste that your lips allow,
My, my, my, my, oh give me love.


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