| Under
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| I need your
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Feeling like I’m drowning in these other fish
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| See me going round them like a mother ship
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| Encounters of the third kind, nah, I’m not yours, not mine
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| Hot damn this some other shit
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| Not landing like a lovers wish
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| Getting thrown in a big ol' well
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| 'Cause there ain’t no end to the fall for the other
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| Till you hit that shit that they just don’t tell
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| Oh well, see
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| Some they will miss and then some will hit
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| Some will just kiss for the fun of it
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| And then there’s the slip of the tongue
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| Asking what we’ll become when it’s all said and done
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| And when Sunday hits
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| Can’t we just keep the summer lit?
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| Like the sun in the day
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| You want a moment of truth, but a moment is youth
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| And like moments they all run away, I’m saying now
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| Under, under, under
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| I feel like one night stands are impossible
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| What I mean is, I feel, and that’s an obstacle
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| Shit gets real but it’s still so improbable
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| Tryna find peace in a piece and not the whole
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| My man’s like, «Please, I got the hole»
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| How you have just one and not them all
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| Oh, well heads or tails shit is hard to call
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| Spinning in a circle, is it worth it or not at all?
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| I tried to find my true love, I followed all the rules
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| In truth I wasn’t too fond, I’m no fair Montague
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| I captured it, my Capulet
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| We’d laugh a bit then we’d have a sweat
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| We’d act as if we had mastered this
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| But then we turn and ask what we’ll be after this
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| And it’s
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under
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| I need
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| Under
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| I need your air
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| They say that Adam and Eve they wanna knee bent
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| Well compatibility is an achievement
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| I say you can’t see me till I can see him
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| I say we can’t be a we till we can free them
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| «So who are we then?» |
| Ain’t that a curtain call?
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| Blessed are the pessimist, questions that hurt us all
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| Left with the lessons of what never worked at all, come on
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| We the same damn people, people that we were before
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| And now we
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your air
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| Under the water
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| I need your |