| Fe, fever rest
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| Fever rest
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| (Wild heart, wild heart)
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| I cut you in
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| Deafening
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| Fever rest
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| (Darling didn’t love right)
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| I’ve been sleeping in a stable, mate
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| Not gonna do you no favors
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| What I got is seen you trying
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| Or take it down the old lanes around
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| Fuckified
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| Darling don’t make love, fight it
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| Love, don’t fight it
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| Love, don’t fight it
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| Love…
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| Well I’ll wrap you up
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| And I take it by the touch
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| Darling don’t a failure fright
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| Times the raker
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| And I’ll rack it up
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| I’m unorphaned in our northern lights
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| Dedicoding every daemon
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| Taken in the tall grass of the mountain cable
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| And I cannot seem to find I’m able |