| I think we've lost our minds
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| Or just lost sight of the truest things
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| In the stormy sea and maybe that's not enough
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| I confess to you that I am afraid
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| And it hadn't happened to me yet
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| Fear of the world, of you and sometimes even of myself
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| We have a heartbeat that beats
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| Like a jackhammer in us
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| But if you check it in hindsight
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| It will never beat
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| We have a healthy heartbeat that takes our hand
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| Like a bike that goes that goes
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| That goes against the wind at speed
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| It is a risk, you know
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| If this world is never the way you wanted it
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| If you feel like shouting and don't stop anymore
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| It is the animal beat
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| It beats like there is none
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| And there is a deadly shot
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| That takes you, that takes you away with it
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| No that does not stop hitting
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| Until it will be
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| Your normal heartbeat
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| That natural instinct that's in you, inside you
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| It beats every time I play with my band
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| It beats harder, beats to death
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| Sometimes it beats in pop music
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| And it goes against time, it is the truest part of you there is
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| And then try to let yourself go, which rises on you
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| It goes straight to the center of your heart and it never stops
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| It is the animal beat
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| It beats like there is none
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| And there is a deadly shot
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| That takes you, that takes you away with it
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| No that does not stop hitting
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| Until it will be
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| Your normal heartbeat
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| That natural instinct that's in you, yes, inside you
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| He beats and replies that he tastes tribal
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| It is our natural being
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| That beats, beats, beats and rebels
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| To this life of ours and to the world that
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| It has changed us a lot, yes
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| But not all the way through
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| And then it beats, it beats
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| It beats indefinitely
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| It is the animal heartbeat that is in people
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| And if you want to hear it, it will tell you
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| We have a healthy heartbeat that takes our hand
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| Like a bike that goes that goes
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| That goes against the wind at speed
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| It is a risk, you know
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| We have a heartbeat that beats
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| Like a jackhammer in us
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| But if you check it in hindsight
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| It will never beat
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| No, no, no, it doesn't go away
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| We have a healthy heartbeat that takes our hand
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| Like a bike that goes that goes
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| That goes against the wind at speed
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| It is a risk, you know |