.Liam:
Said Iâd never leave her cause our hands fit like my t-shirt,
Tongue tied over three words, cursed.
Running over thoughts that make my feet hurt,
Bodies intertwined with her lips
Niall:
Now sheâs feeling so low since she went solo
Hole in the middle of my h.
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