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Alright, Fine...
Alright, fine
I wouldn't might calling you baby
Or snuggling up next to you
Half asleep in the middle of the night
To press my body against yours
And feel your warmth
I've missed the safety of being held
Feeling tiny in someone's strong arms
Tracing the outlines of your tattoos
Random urges to pull you close
And taste your lips on mine
My hearts been stone cold
The dorky things you say and do
Makes it smile through old bruises
Be gentle with me I beg of you
I'm more fragile than I seem
I wouldn't might calling you baby
Or snuggling up next to you
Half asleep in the middle of the night
To press my body against yours
And feel your warmth
I've missed the safety of being held
Feeling tiny in someone's strong arms
Tracing the outlines of your tattoos
Random urges to pull you close
And taste your lips on mine
My hearts been stone cold
The dorky things you say and do
Makes it smile through old bruises
Be gentle with me I beg of you
I'm more fragile than I seem
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