In this place, filled with empty space Your love holds the key, baby sympathize with me Before I lost, your touch of life and grace I knew that your sweet face could always comfort me In this place, full of empty space Your soft and tender love will

It's a lot of lust, not a lot of love Ay, bitch, not a lot of love Ay, but now they tell me I switched up Take this Backwood to the face, then grab my cup Ay, I stack it up, can't get enough Seen your shorty with you, she look at me and she blushed I'm a

You know it We were made for each other so My shattered heart is on the ground I've got to see your face right now Just tell me where and you'll find me waiting there And if love is made of glass Can we pick up the pieces

Nothing should matter Not when love grows inside you There's a miracle in store How could I throw away a miracle How could I face another day It's all of my doing I made a choice And today I pay

Looking for the light of a new love To brighten up the night, I have you love And we can face the music together Dancing in the dark 'til the tune ends We're dancing in the dark and it soon ends We're waltzing in the wonder of why we're here Time hurries

The blade of my knife Faced away from your heart Those last few nights It turned and sliced you apart This love that I tell Now feels lonely as hell From this padded prison cell So many times I said You'd only be mine

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name Your memory is never passing

But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'? Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby

I'm falling in love with your default picture. Whoa, oho, oho, whoa, Hey I got a feeling in my bones that I can't get rid off But that's probably the base Can't get this picture out my mind, that I've seen on Twitter The one of your face Girl I'm just

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