s call All my blood and all my tears All my anger and all my fears To my breast I'm holding them all What you fear will be the executioner's call All
romance Kissin while ya slow dance Me bouncin baby? no chance No matter the circumstance Whatever it takes gurl, ill swim to France Cuz ya beauty's unmatched
found Out my girl was not a blesson Hatred seeps in she sleeps in my Man draws what's wrong? I'm taking Life long leaps my freak was late by The hour she's