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It Gets Dark

Its get dark for us baby I left my Cousin with his lady We can lay up or gets crazy We can’t stray to far But the ways its been Going lately We won’t have very long But well be singing songs baby You know that I ing love you You know that I wanna you You know it like you know god baby Like faith In the face of nasty odds baby You know it like you know God baby Like I hold you around Your waist and I taste Your neck and say its for a good cause Baby It gets dark and it gets cold The wind that Hits us is a 150 years old Its a crissagrim made of gold baby It’s Gets Dark It’s Gets Dark

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