| There must be something
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| In the way you move, I swear
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| It’s all I see
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| Your shining light reflects
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| Against that hollow moon for me
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| It’s all I came for
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| And I won’t let you step away
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| Your lipstick’s melting in the shade
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| Imagine every day
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| You’ll drift and float and fade away
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| Crashed into the men involved
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| And now you’re doing what you’re told
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| This light has gotta go
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| They stripped you naked head to toe
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| You never made enough in time
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| To lead a better life
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| You’re broken heart means everything
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| To me, alright? |
| Alright?
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| Cause I’m still beating like a drum
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| Two roses in the sun
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| That lonely sun
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| And now it’s swiftly coming down
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| Yeah can’t you hear the sound
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| That thunderous sound
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| Twisty little renegade
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| Only worth what you been paid
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| You’re life is gonna change
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| You’ll make it work, you’ll be ok
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| Knocked into the bitter cold
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| And now you’re thinking on your own
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| This fire’s bound to glow
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| And keep your children from the road
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| They never had to raise a family
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| Entire lives
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| And their bleeding hearts mean everything |
| To me, that’s right, that’s right
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| And I’m still beating like a drum
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| Two roses in the sun
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| That lonely sun
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| And now it’s swiftly coming down
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| Yeah can’t you hear the sound
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| That thunderous sound
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| Do away now with words
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| You’ve had enough
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| It pulls you down, down
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| Into a night out
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| And god it gets rough
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| Spun around around around
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| There must be something
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| In the way you move, I swear
|
| It’s all I see
|
| Your shining light reflects
|
| Against that hollow moon for me
|
| It’s all I came for
|
| And now it’s swiftly coming down
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| Yeah can’t you hear the sound
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| That thunderous sound
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| And I’m still beating like a drum
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| Two roses in the sun
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| That lonely sun
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| Do away now with words
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| You’ve had enough
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| It pulls you down, down
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| Into a night out
|
| And god it gets rough
|
| Spun around around
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| Away now, with words you’ve have enough
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| It pulls you down
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| Into a night out
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| And god it gets rough
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| Spun around around around |