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this word call love, is a word I never knew, spoken of, sometimes often shrug now sweep this dirt under the rug, but love, who are you to chose me
for things I'd never seen before, my heart and emotions often sore, but I'd bore from the angle of love, this is the instance of the rapture that captured my heart
love what did you bring from the start, my flaws show now it torn apart, the ignorance is bliss love missed me with a kiss, now that I wish
I'm just another fish, where is this love that hit certain angles, my style are in a tangle, don't come to me love, for I am not prepared
what's love that I shall share, is this love is fair, and do I approach it like a rare item, or sit there and stare, blinded by what you mean to me
blinded by what you was decieving me, which I've never seem to believe, love what have you done, I was sure tonight that love was a friend and I'd stayed to the end
can you love me be successful, since you been around so long, nothing is coming along, is I'm for just now, or for the future
are you the truth, or can you show me the lie, appaising to my ears, but no matter how hard I tried, the more I cried, more tears in my eyes, no more I want to hear love
but the dirt is not under the rug, no more, I gotten it all out, now love this is weather down south
