Zeds Dead
Zeds Dead - Lost You lyrics
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I get to thinking that I, that I should call you I like to think about the first time that I saw you Thinking about you as if I lost you I get to thinking that I, that I should call you I like to think about the first time that I saw you Thinking about you as if I lost you It's the sickest kinda feeling I got, Won't leave me alone When you can get your hands out and you want every little chance that I got I'll give it away for free It's the sickest kinda feeling I got, won't leave me alone When you can get your hands out And you want every little chance that I got I'll give it away for free Without your love Without your touch This world needs people to be in love Without your love Without your touch This world needs people to be in love
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