Hold You Til They Find UsI want to hold her hand so tight,Letting go alone, is the hardest fight,If I let go, I won't get any sleep tonight.Baby, don't spill the oil;You're my heart's flame!Til they find us,They can bite our dust!I'm lookin' at your name on the tree,Carved with our loveThen the 40 oz.Breaks all down to~ hate.Hurry,The London sun is..B R E A K I N G D O W NThey say that this city,This city is the city of angels,But all I see are dead wings..Girl, listen;The only reason I get jealous,Is cause I know the chancesOf me losing you,Are much greaterThan you losing me..
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