Problem Child
Doyle Bramhall
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Let me, let me love you
Help me, to help myself
I really want you, I don't need proof
'Cause everything inside, of me, is you
I'am a problem child
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Past life, so for away
Slow night, climbing the wall
I never thought I would drag so much along
Brought everything inside, from me to you
I'am a problem child
I'am a problem child
I never thought I would drag so much along
'Cause everything inside, from me to you
I'am a problem child
I'am a problem child
I'am a problem child
I'am a problem child
