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Holding you, I'll never be alone
Kissing you, you tell me I belong
Missing you, you tell me I'll be strong
Loving you tell me I belong

Holding you never be alone, never be alone
And missing you tell me I'll be strong, you tell me I'll be strong
And kissing you never be alone, never be alone

Silver tongue told me to
believe in the truth,
Cos I'm young he won't let it go
Problem with you, ohhh
When it's done, it will be done
If it stops, something's wrong
When it's gone, I'll be gone
If I sleep scared what comes...

Feel my heart
It's like you
It's got a groove
You're not sold, and trust who?
We gotta fear to remove
It's true
I gotta fear like you
Feel my veins run through

Why you so pretty? I'm askin' you really
But baby, don't love me, with the keys to my city
With your eyes and your hair, gonna make me don't care
'Bout anything else but the voice in my head
I just wanna know about whatever love gets you down
I just wanna let you know I like the kinda things you wear
Come with me, come with me, let me things you do
And whatever it does

You gotta know, I'm feeling love
Made of gold, I never loved a
Another one, another you
It's gotta be love I said it

You gotta know, I'm feeling love
You gotta know, I'm feeling love

What have you done to me?
What can I do?
I've been a fool
With myself
I, I really need
Some time to
I really need, I really need, I really need, I really need
Some time to myself

I gotta feeling we are gonna win
our bodies make it perfect
and your eyes can make me swim

then again everything seems knew
I can barely hold my tongue
to say the least I'm into you

I gotta feeling we are gonna win
our bodies make it perfect
and your eyes can make me swim

then again everything seems knew
I can barely hold my tongue
to say the least I'm into you

Sexual attraction is confusing, maddening, euphoric, even dangerous. It drives people to extreme behaviors, even unspeakable crimes. The beating pulse, the sweating palms, the rise of chemicals in the brain are the symptoms of a much deeper, more mysterious affliction. The mechanism that chooses and controls the objects of sexual desire can only be found in the heart of the unexplained.)

Lonely sun, enough of lies
Sleeping naked in the night
Got to take it off my mind

Old enough to make you mine
I believe in human lies

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
(wow)

Music does something
Most don't know what it does
Just accept it as the sky is blue
But for some people
They got a window half open in their souls
When the breeze blows, it blows
Now, one particular person climbed right through that window
Went so far looking, he forgot what it was he was missing in the first place

Oh so, your weak rhyme
You doubt I'll bother reading into it
I'll probably wont
Left to my own devices
But that's the difference in our opinions

You're a mouthful
That amounts for another week on my own

greed is on the lady
its on the bone
greed is on the lady oh
its time to fall

naked on the bedroom
we died alone
breathing on my baby oh