Nakhane — Violent Measures

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I didn’t give it a name
I didn’t need it to come alive
Desperate times call for stolen pleasures
Yes, these were violent measures

So I rapped on your door again
I never loved you more than then
So I rapped on your door again
I never loved you more than then
So I rapped on your door again
I never loved you more than then