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You play hard to want you're hard to crumble up I belong to someone already gone hard to want you're hard to crumble up I belong to someone gone before I was born she's was gone she was gone before I was born the last time we crossed I held you under wanting to feel you wanting to breathe and I thought you wanted to feel like breathing you have delicate hands and I know why you have delicate hands and I know why there's nothing left to do not when you have the ocean for a view Songtextethe last time we crossed I held you under wanting to feel you wanting to breathe and I thought you wanted to feel like breathing and I thought you wanted to feel like breathing the weight of this hairstyle is making me lazy I think I'm going to leave it up all night I want to feed you butter-rum candy but someone beat you to me beat you to me someone beat you to me the last time we crossed I held you under wanting to feel you wanting to breathe and I thought you wanted to feel like breathing the last time we crossed I held you under wanting to feel you wanting to breathe and I thought you wanted to feel like breathing Aus Songtexte Mania