| Days in a dream sleepy and sunny
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| My lips to your mouth for that sweet taste of honey
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| Well your faith is strong and bullet proof
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| As my hearth is weak and intoxicated by the spirit of you
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| Your love is cruel dark as night
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| Still you look so divine when you enter my room
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| In that dandy light
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| This thing is a crime and some bird might sing
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| But if connections right
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| We might get away with almost anything
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| The spirit of you
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| The spirit of you
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| What am I to do
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| When I’m down by the spirit of you
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| Days in a dream sleepy and sunny
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| My lips to your mouth for that sweet taste of honey
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| Well your faith is strong and bullet proof
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| As my heart is weak and intoxicated by the spirit of you
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| You
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| The spirit of you
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| What am I to do
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| When I’m down by the spirit of you
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| The spirit of you
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| The spirit of you
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| What am I to do
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| We gonna rise we gonna fall this might be the final call
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| Well I don’t mind
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| I don’t care
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| I’m not afraid I’m not that scared
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| As I’m slowly drowning in your arms
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| I feel bullet proof
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| And safe from harm any harm
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| The spirit of you |