| Running to a different rhythm
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| I always knew that we were different
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| Easy day, but hard to listen
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| Don’t know why I hide it
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| Call the choir for a new addition
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| In my head I had another vision
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| I don’t wanna take another hitting
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| Makes me cry-y-y
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| I’m someone’s baby
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| It’s mine, it’s my body
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| We’re someone’s babies
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| Stand with me, cheek to cheek
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| Are we killing each other?
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| One shot for another
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| I give in, put my hands up
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| One, two, three, it’s a stand up
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| And we dance in the rubble
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| I told you we were trouble
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| Can you hear it, the heartbeat?
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| Are we making you bubble?
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| Pop!
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| I wonder why you couldn’t see me
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| Did that just make me unappealing?
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| What I would give to feel the feeling
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| That banding of bodies
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| Am I human or some other being?
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| Keeping quiet 'cause I’m barely breathing
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| 'Cause you always make me feel strange
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| Like petrol in the rain
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| I’m someone’s baby
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| It’s mine, it’s my body (It's my body)
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| We’re someone’s babies
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| Stand with me, cheek to cheek
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| (Cheek to cheek, cheek to cheek)
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| Are we killing each other?
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| One shot for another
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| I give in, put my hands up
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| One, two, three, it’s a stand up
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| And we dance in the rubble
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| I told you we were trouble
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| Can you hear it, the heartbeat?
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| Are we making you bubble?
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| Pop!
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| Are we killing each other?
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| One shot for another
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| I give in, put my hands up
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| One, two, three, it’s a stand up
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| And we dance in the rubble
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| I told you we were trouble
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| Can you hear it, the heartbeat?
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| Are we making you bubble?
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| Pop! |