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So hold my hands and dance with me tonight You know, they say we're all about to die And maybe it's the love we all are tryna find Who knows what lies, it's only by design Hopefully, you find what you need Searchin' through the birdies and the mollies and the weed We fall down, sometimes, on our knees We fall down (Yeah) Hopefully, you find what you need Searchin' through the birdies and the mollies and the weed Go around and circle back to me We fall down So hold my hands and dance with me tonight You know, they say we're all about to die And maybe it's the love we all are tryna find Who knows what lies, it's only by design Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh From Letras Mania