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I see ur cracks, eyes like glass
I know ur touch, low class

The feeling, it’s cold, dry ice
A fools gold, without a price

I see ur cracks, eyes like glass
I know ur voice, low brass

The riddle is bold, got me twice
But waiting for anotha chance

Oh, give me all that u can give
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me, be all that u can be
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, give me all that u can give
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me, be all that u can be
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me
Wouldn’t change a thing

Oh, give me all that u can give
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me, be all that u can be
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, give me all that u can give
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me, be all that u can be
Cos’ I wouldn’t change, I wouldn’t change
I would’t change a thing

Oh, for me
Wouldn’t change a thing
Wouldn’t change a thing

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