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Jan 2011
Fire melts hearts of ice
Makes us forget all the fights
Is this wrong, is this right?
Smiles just to be polite

Stomach flutters from your touch
Simple words of love and such
But it really can't mean much
Like excitement from gold rush

And the chills through your skin
Here we go, pain again
You will toss, I will spin
Here we go, pain again

Whisper calming words of love
Pray to gold angels above
See my wounded, ****** dove
Once again, hear all that love

Broken memories, shattered trust
All your efforts were a bust
Fueled by deadly hellish lust
Look upon them with disgust

And the chills through your skin
Here we go, pain again
You will toss, I will spin
Here we go, pain again

She says he causes only pain
He says that girls are all the same
She cries and screams and calls his name
He turns and leaves her in the rain

Those chills keep running through your skin
Here we go, pain again
You will toss, I will spin
Here we go, pain again

Here we go, baby, pain again
Molly Grace
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