| We can fight our desires, oo-oo
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| But when we start making fires
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| We get ever so hot, oo-oo
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| Whether we like it or not
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| They say we can love who we trust, oo-oo
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| But what is love without lust.
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| Two hearts with accurate devotion, oo-oo
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| What are feelings without emotions?
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| I’m going in for the kill
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| I’m doing it for a thrill
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| Oh, I’m hoping you’ll understand
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| And not let go of my hand
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| I had my hopes out on the line, oo-oo
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| Well they’ll be ready for you in time.
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| If you leave them out too long, oo-oo
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| They’ll be withered by the sun.
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| Four stops and exclamation marks, oo-oo
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| My heart stopped moving 'fore I start.
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| How far can you send emotions? |
| oo-oo
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| Can this bridge cross the ocean?
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| I’m going in for the kill
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| I’m doing it for a thrill
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| Oh, I’m hoping you’ll understand
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| And not let go of my hand
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| Let’s go towards making
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| Let’s be called to creating
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| I’ve been darkness we can see
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| You’re not blinded by the light from me
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| Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
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| I’m going in for the kill
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| I’m doing it for a thrill
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| Oh, I’m hoping you’ll understand
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| And not let go of my hand |