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I'm taking every strike against you
Holding them all against me
It's my own fault for loving you
I guess love does make you blind.
The beat of the drums of the first line
I've got our love stuck on repeat
Holding them all against me
It's my own fault for loving you
I guess love does make you blind.
The beat of the drums of the first line
I've got our love stuck on repeat
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