Risky Biz
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Risky Biz
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These markings I make
They're a lot like love
I tear the desert up
But it's not enough
But it's not enough
If you won't let me in
I'll have to give you up
I tear the desert up
But that's not enough
I got something in my soul
Pushing me to hold onto the pain
I got something in my soul
Growing into something you can't change
You. Outshine. Them all
I'm searching for some signs
My voice empties into time
I think we're almost there
When you draw near I care
I got something in my soul
Pushing me to hold onto the pain
I got something in my soul
Growing into something you can't change
You. Outshine. Them all
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