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Reeve Oliver
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Your Own Private Ice Age
Lyricist:Sean T O'donnell
Suddenly I'm a cold front Who put out the fire? When I said I was on it Was I just a liar?
One chance to please me And I get queasy This isn't easy You swore it would be
But as I get older These hands that hold her Are growing colder Over the shoulder
So where do you think you are? What gives you the right When two hands are joined together Which one holds too tight? Tight, tight
One chance to please me And I get queasy This isn't easy You swore it would be
But as I get older Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com These hands that hold her Are growing colder Over the shoulder
One chance to please me I get queasy This isn't easy You swore it would be
As I get older These hands that hold her Are growing colder Over the shoulder
One chance to please me I get queasy This isn't easy You swore it would be
But as I get older These hands that hold her Are growing colder Are growing colder Are growing colder Strong as hurt
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