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• Artiste: Glaive
• Titre: Crying, Laughing, Loving, Lying
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I love you, I won't lie I'm so sick of talkin' and that Pain in your fingers, I'm tracing my arm down your spine Crying, laughing, loving, lying Far too busy to requite it We don't have long, so be concise, and I love you But I worry that sometimes, I'm just wasting your time But what's the harm in that? I bought you something nice, you said I shouldn't have Jeff told me once or twice I just need to relax But I just fucking can't, but I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't, but what's the harm in that? I bought you something nice, you said I shouldn't have Jeff told me once or twice I just need to relax But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't Go ahead, light up another before we have to go to sleep Before we both remember when you had a go at me I know, at least That you're something to the ones that love ya But, girl, you're something else to me Something that I can't explain, something that's just out of reach I know at least That from the second that we met, I loved ya, but still I I love you But I worry that sometimes, I'm just wasting your time But what's the harm in that? I bought you something nice, you said I shouldn't have Jeff told me once or twice I just need to relax But I just fucking can't, but I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't, but what's the harm in that? I bought you something nice, you said I shouldn't have Jeff told me once or twice I just need to relax But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't But I just fucking can't I love you, I won't lie I'm so sick of talkin' and that— Pain in your fingers, I'm tracing my arm down your Spine— You live like me Just, I was takin' this hard, so hard They're far from danger, but you were so close to the wall The wall