Crocodile - This Town Needs Guns
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Crocodile Lyrics
Too cold, like ice to touch.
You hold on far to much.
God knows why were in love.
When you throw your temper out of doors
that I cannot follow through
and yetyou grow ever near.I promise I will not see out this night
without comforting and holding you.
Your eyes alight, theyve never shined so bright
for just one second Im lost in you.(niamerlliwtahtevolaevahew)
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