I need your lie, darling love lies And if you gave it to me, I'd hold it in the palm of my hand Like a good luck charm or a vice And I'd reach up like a child to receive it
There is no more There is no more I got.
Take me inside your wall love lie And if he took me, I'd hold him up to the light Like a god, or a good luck charm, or a vice And I'd open up like a child to believe it
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