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Its a lonely walk with the role I did my girl Its seams no rouses mean walk at your door Harder still you think you can tell no one You gotta be back before you need it And youre going Cause your lips on the beach , you have burn eyes And youre screaming Back to every i lost my willow marker Fifty forces all will make me want Honey they shouldnt do Said yourself, fast and so I can feel your arm is spealing Did you love me or rise it shor I can feel you hear speeding Did you love me or rise it sure And in this world we living you surely berry me From Letras Mania