| Handcuff
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| Marks on her wrists, and the
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| Prettiest Bruise Colored Eyes
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| I heard you’re all about that
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| I’m all about that
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| Maybe we could
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| Work something out
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| Cause you’re
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| Just my type, and it’s
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| Just the right time and
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| This has had me up for weeks
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| It’s so hard to get sleep
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| When you’re
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| Only counting the black sheep
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| It was so hard
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| But now that I’ve finally found you
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| You take my time
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| Turn it into dust
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| Don’t break my heart
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| Everything makes sense
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| Right now
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| That I’m with you
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| I know that I am not enough
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| But a soul like yours
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| Resembles mine
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| I’d rather die then wake up
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| Without you by my side (You by my side)
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| You take my time
|
| Turn it into dust
|
| Don’t break my heart
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| Everything makes sense
|
| Right now
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| With you by my side
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| Non perderò
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| Un’altra volta ancora
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| L’occasione di averti con me
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| Resta qui
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| Handcuff
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| Marks on her wrists, and the
|
| Prettiest Bruise Colored Eyes
|
| I heard you’re all about that
|
| I’m all about that
|
| Maybe we could
|
| Work something out
|
| Cause you’re
|
| Just my type, and it’s
|
| Just the right time and
|
| This has had me up for weeks
|
| It’s so hard to get sleep
|
| When you’re
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| Only counting the black sheep |