| i cannot name this
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| i cannot explain this
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| and i really don’t want to just call me shameless
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| i can’t even slow this down
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| late alone stop this
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| and i keep looking around
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| but i cannot top this
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| if i had any sense
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| i guess i’d fear this
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| i guess i’d keep it down
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| so no one would hear this
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| i guess i’d shut my mouth
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| and rethink a minute
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| but i can’t shut it now
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| 'cuz there’s somthing in it we’re in a room without a door
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| and i am sure without a doubt
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| they’re gonna wanna know
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| how we got in here
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| and they’re gonna wanna know
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| how we plan to get out
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| we better have a good explanation
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| for all the fun that we had
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| 'cuz they are coming for us, babe
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| and they are going to be mad
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| yeah, they’re going to be mad at us this is my skeleton
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| this is the skin it’s in that is, according to light
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| and gravity
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| i’ll take off my disguise
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| the mask you met me in
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| 'cuz i got something
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| for you to see
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| just gimme your skeleton
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| give me the skin it’s in according to me
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| i never avert my eyes
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| i never compromise
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| so never mind
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| the poetry
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| i gotta cover my butt 'cuz i covet
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| another man’s wife
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| i gotta divide my emotions
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| into wrong and right
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| then i get to see how close i can get to it without giving in then i get to rub up against it till i break the skin
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| rub up against it till i break the skin
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| they’re gonna be mad at us they’re gonna be mad at me and you
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| they’re gonna be mad at us and all the thinks
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| we wanna do just please don’t name this
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| please don’t explain this
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| just blame it all on me say i was shameless
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| say i couldn’t slow it down
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| let alone stop it and say you just hung around
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| 'cuz you couldn’t top it |