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at half-past-three
I'd cross a thousand oceans just to hold your hand
I'd walk a million deserts just to say "I love you"
I'll scale your balcony my Queen of Juliets

Are you, are you, are you

Are you afraid when you coming to the end
Lost in dark with no hope or helpin' hand
I'm not a fool i knew i never had

for a hand
Said I grew into my body on my pics like damn
Aye aye he like my lil dance
Okay up it then add tax
No way wanna see it out my pants
Locate

like I've fallin too far
Down inside your spell
One step come and grab my hand
Two steps spin inside my hands
Three steps Im kissin on your hand
Four

Well, I was raised up by a simple man
I grew up with a gun in my hand
Taught me how to love and how to fight
Taught me what's wrong, taught me

Shoulders
Flowers
Wet grass
Does time pass?
Old trees
Obituaries
Still hearts
Does time part?

I think i'll hold your hand a little longer
It's hard

Brawlhalla, I hit him wit lance
But I'm not scary we could run some hands
Look at your girl, ugh, like Ben
I'm finna crash the Benz
Send him to the holy ghost,

cool, when I met her she was rude
My steady hands paint the bigger picture onto you
8 figures in my view, you'll be floating in my pool

I'm ashamed

it, I swear I'll prove it 97 ways

In the way I kiss your lips
In the way I kiss your face
My hands upon your hips
As we slowly dance in place

In

She’s every cowgirl’s nightmare, every cowboy’s dream
She’ll steal your man with just the snap of her hand, don’t matter if he’s wearin’ a ring
She’s been

none
Stan, we got the Touissant plan
And we out again to demand
You feel it put up a hand
And stop laying low
You got energy, let it go
Them suckas are

lovers
Than I think that you should know
You are sweeter than wine
I would guess
We're only 20 but your
Hands feel like holding till death
You make me

Luther King

Usain, like the wind
John the Baptist, and his sins
Elton John, Rocket Man
Leonardo, and his hands

Armstrong, gravity
Isaac Newton, from

Baby be on my side
Holding me hands all my tight
I don't wana cry
Baby tell me why
I shud be holding you tight

You shot at my heart
Tore apart
Broke

outside your door, you've heard Him knock before
With holes in His hands, reaching out He stands
With power to forgive He wants to see you live
No one,

know I don't belong
But I might turn a trick
Is it too 84
To reach my hand for the door
Pathetically to find
A way to stay in your mind
Pardon my

Tonight I'm outside your window
Blunt in my hand where the wind blows
Best bet you might need to let go
Telling myself got to get the fuck out

give me xans now
Your shawty cuffing need a hand-out

Did it all for confessions
And shawty want the nut like Chip 'n' Dale
Bussing, bussing all that

Hold my fucking hand
Be my fucking plan
My second in command
Cause I don't understand anymore
Can a lover ever love again
We will find out when

now is you
All I wanna do is you
Let me feel your hands sliding down my waist
Let me feel your lips and carry their weight
Don't you wanna feel good

she gets to hand out stickers, fake tattoos and wipe snot
The mom's all talk a lot
The dad's all think she's hot
Your kid will beg and plead, not to see

With my hands
Lifted up
I will sing to the king
With my voice
Lifted up
I will sing to the king
Let my worship
Be more than just the song of my lips

about to throw a rose
Let it land on love's grave
I'm holding flowers
While my hands shake
I never got mine
These go in a vase
I gave you too much
Too

to hurt your feelings
Sun is shining down
Hold my hand we'll skip through the flowers
But I'll always see the cloud
I will anticipate the showers
So I'll