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𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊


QЦΣΣП- somebody to love

Each morning I get up I die a little

Can barely stand on my feet

Take a look in the mirror and cry

Lord, what you're doing to me

I have spent all my years in believing you

But I just can't get no relief, Lord

Somebody

somebody

Can anybody find me somebody to love?

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