2.Sometimes When We Touch
you ask me if i love you and i choke on my reply
i'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie
and who am i judge on what you say or do i'm only just begining
to see the real you
and sometimes when we touch the honesty's too much
and i have to close my eyes and hide
i wanna hold you till i die till we both break down and cry
i want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
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