tappat.


Love, you got a feeling that you cannot hide
You got a feeling that you can’t decide what’s right


Hate, it’s got a history that’s here to stay
It’s got enough in here to slap your face
While you are down
It’s hanging around

But love, it’s too hard to break
Love, ain't nothing you can take
It’s a little thing we make

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