| Where’s your rosey, rush?
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| Now babe, I think I’ve lost my touch
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| Why won’t you open up your reins?
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| Amour, I hope for trust
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| Astray, I search upon the storm
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| She told me all my worth is worn
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| Woah, where I lay I’ll wake for you
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| Woah, stuck and stray, I’ll wait for you
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| Oh no, woah I’m blind, girl I may
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| Love, if you hold my hand with grace
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| I miss your golden grin, now love is lost in search for him
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| I wish for cold these flames would smolder, peace runs awfully thin
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| Under my skin, woah
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| I seek to live, woah
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| Woah, where I lay I’ll wake for you
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| Woah, stuck and stray, I’ll wait for you
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| Oh no, woah I’m blind, girl I may
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| Love, if you hold my hand with grace
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| Love
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| Love
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| Love, woah
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| Oh, love
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| Love, woah
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| Oh, love |