I'm...dont want the hurt you I'm...dont want who kiss I'm...dont want looking down at you I dont want- who's there? What do you think I've become? What
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Intro: Grains I?m grateful that you created me from the same grains from the same things I?m grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you love
I'm grateful that you created me from the same grains from the same things I'm grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you love me
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: I'm grateful that you created me from the same grains from the same things I'm grateful that you never cease to amaze me the way you love me