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Updated: Wed, 9 Aug 2017 05:36 am

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The girl with the soft sound and hair all over the place


The chance Cries for help were mine, Taking my time, Darkest place I fell, And didn't return well, All I wanted was for you to tell me that it will be okay, But it's just been a daydream ever since then, Babe I just want to feel safe under your warmth, A shield made by you arms, Is all I want, Because I been so lonely, But with you it could be lovely, So why don't you just give me a chance, Maybe I could be the change, To your cry for help.

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