The Affair (Harry Styles)
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Every kiss is a weakness every touch is a must , Deadly love affair tainted with lust cold hearted with a charming soul the kind that will make lose all sense of control. What am I supposed to do now? I'm so attached to him , and I don't know why . He treated our love like a game . I truly love you but you do not seem to feel the same . A twisted love affair We are both to blame Fooling me with those words Convincing me with those lies Don't you know that I'm not a object... I can see right through your lies
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