 | You know what I feel... You know what I need... Only you know to make me feel so good Baby, please, don't hurt me!
When I meet you I am. When you go I cry Why did you go away If I said I love you? Why didn't you come to me When I was free?
Baby, you are my street. Girl, you don't believe in me, But you are my prison... The life is a contradiction to me, Because... There's no freedom without out you.
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