What love could take a slap to the faceAnd a jab to the face and get stabbed in the waistAs they laugh and they came as they passed by the placeWhere he hung and was beaten till the blood he could tasteWhat kind of love had him treated this wayJust bleeding away while he was bleeding in painWell to seek and to save was the reason he cameAnd the one love for you was the reason he gave (one love
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