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What Picture What Photograph Lyrics - Picturemeta Ead. Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. And i won't ever let you go.
Loving can mend your soul. Wait for me to come home. I'm out of luck, out of love gotta photograph, picture of passion killer, you're too much you're the only one i want to touch i see your face every time i dream on every page, every magazine so wild and free so far from me you're all i want, my fantasy oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown oh oh, look what you've done photograph, i don't want your photograph, i don't need your. You make every man feel like a child. Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. You make every man feel like a child, oh. You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home. So you can keep me. He was born in halifax, before moving to framlingham. Inside these pages you just hold me.
And if you hurt me, well that’s okay, baby. And if you hurt me. Put your hurt on me, if you dare. Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul. You won't ever be alone. I hope we can be more. Only words bleed inside these pages, you just hold me. Keep it deep within your soul. I don't want your photograph. / i'm outta luck, outta love / gotta photograph, picture of / passion killer, you're too much / you're the only one i wanna touch / i see your face every time i. Wait for me to come home.
