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Cold nights Lonely hearts This is how it starts Scorched earth And A forced smile All that’s left From a love lost Wandering I miss you Your touch The way you feel Pressed against me I miss you Pressed against me
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 6:19 PM UTC
Scorched
Cold nights Lonely hearts This is how it starts Scorched earth And A forced smile All that’s left From a love lost Wandering I miss you Your touch The way you feel Pressed against me I miss you Pressed against me
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 6:19 PM UTC
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