| I don’t write love songs
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| But I’ll write a maze for you
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| I got a lot to say, when shit pertains to you
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| A different settin', stepped out of hell into heaven
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| And your mind is a tool
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| But your body’s a lethal weapon
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| I see you and break a sweat
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| Then get near you and chase my breath
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| And I hate it when you gone
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| Cause I feel like there’s nothing left
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| Yeah, cause I want this shit forever
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| Eyes stained with your image, cause I picture us together
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| Nothing particular, I picture us wherever
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| On the couch, in the kitchen, shit, I picture us on shuffle
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| It’s a whole lot that I don’t know about you
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| But I’m willing and the lyrics in this song about you
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| (Hot like fire)
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| Got something that you can’t resist and
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| (I'm gonna take you, take you higher)
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| One shot, like it’s hit or miss and
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| (You can’t resist)
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| Kissin', kissin'
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| (Kiss, kiss)
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| And kissin', kissin'
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| In your eyes where I hope to
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| Find my forever, see I hope to be the wait
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| That decides our forever
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| I hope to be the chains that bind us together
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| And you always change, remindin' the weather
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| Pay no mind to the motherfucking lies that they tell us
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| Got our head in the clouds like windin' propellers
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| And we’re never coming down nah, never coming down
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| Got you on that Collie Buddz, you forever coming 'round
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| Yeah you put it down, hell yeah you put it down
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| Like the music hot as hell, like drowning out the sounds
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| Of the voices from behind, all the voices in your mind
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| And you’ll never come between us, cause I’m voicing at a time like
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| (Hot like fire)
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| Got something that you can’t resist and
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| (I'm gonna take you, take you higher)
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| One shot, like it’s hit or miss and
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| (You can’t resist)
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| Kiss kissin' kiss, kissin'
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| (Kiss, kiss)
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| And kissin', kissin'
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| I don’t wanna get caught up in the feeling of it all
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| I wanna go until I hit the ceiling of it all
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| Shit, kiss me like I’m different
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| Like the part of you that’s missing reappeared when I popped up
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| Flier than a flock up
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| Sometimes I exhale, like my pain can escape me
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| And think 'til my thoughts got nowhere to take me
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| And you always make me question whether this’ll ever work
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| Or if it’s just a game of who could hurt the other first
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| (Hot like fire)
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| Got something that you can’t resist and
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| (Take you higher)
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| One shot, like it’s hit or miss and
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| (You can’t resist)
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| Kissin', kissin'
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| (Kiss, kiss)
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| And kissin', kissin'
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| (Hot like fire)
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| Check me out, check me out, check me out like
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| (Take you higher)
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| One shot, like it’s hit or miss and
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| (You can’t resist)
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| (Kiss, kiss)
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| And kissin', kissin' |