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Slaves
All I am is a man I want the word in my hand I hate the beach but I stand In California with my toes in the sand Use the sleves of my sweether Head in the clounds but my gravity's ceter Touch my neck, I'll touch yours You in those little high weasted shorts
She knows what I think about What I think about? One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Just us, you find out Nothing I really wanna talk about no...
Couse it's too cold For you here, and now So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweather
...your breath away I no mind if reals no much to say Sometimes the silence guides our mind to move to a place so far way The goosebumps start to race
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