| I'm losing my connection
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| I'm tired of the rules and your corrections
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| I want to live my life, be all of its pages
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| And underline that I am not an angel
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| 'Cause if I'm not pure
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| I guess that I'm too much
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| I never know how to keep in, keep in touch
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| If I'll be somebody
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| I'll never let my skin decide it for me
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| I never had the world so why change for it?
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| I never had the world so why change for it?
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love, the love, the love, the love
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| Someone out there is trying
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| To find somebody whole who is not dying
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| But everybody cries and nobody comforts
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| The television lies and now my mind hurts
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| And if I'm not loved
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| I guess that I am cursed
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| I gotta know how to beat it
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| Beat it first
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| If I'll be somebody
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| I'll never let my skin decide it for me
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| I never had the world so why change for it?
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| I never had the world so why change for it?
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love, the love, the love, the love, the love
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love
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| Giving in to the love, the love, the love, the love
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| La-da, la-da-da-da-da
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| La-da-da, la-da, la-da-da-da-da
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| La-da-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
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| La-da-da, la-da, la-da-da-da-da
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| La-da-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da |