| I don’t want to let you know your hearts an attraction
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| But I know what you’re looking for
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| It’s me you’re waiting for
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| You’re not allowed to live anymore
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| And a whole child ago I would sleep all day
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| Doing handstands on bottle banks
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| To prove that I’m sane
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| And I’m not fooling around
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| Looks like we made it I can tell that she’d been flying
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| Looks like we made it tonight
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| I’m the second devil on your right or left with an eyeball
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| Melting out the corner of my mouth
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| The wings are bleeding
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| You’re not supposed to fly anymore
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| And a whole child ago I would sleep all day
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| Doing handstands on bottle banks
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| To prove that I’m sane
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| And I’m not fooling around
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| Looks like we made it I can tell that she’d been flying
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| Looks like we made it tonight
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| Looks like we made it I can tell that she’d been flying
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| I saw her in the sky
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself
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| Why don’t you just ask her yourself. |