| Can you make it real?
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| Make it more than will
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| More than just feel
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| We are on a ride
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| We’re on it all the time
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| It’s at the front of your mind
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| My stepfather looks just like David Bowie
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| But he hates David Bowie
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| I think Bowie’s cool
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| I think Lodger rules
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| I think my step dad’s a fool
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| Without me, there’s nothing
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| I’m the only thing that dies
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| If it came down to your life or mine
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| I would do the stupid thing
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living
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| «I'm alright,» said the man to his wife
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| Waking up with a head full of bed
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| Full of what she said
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| She hadn’t thought of it for a while
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| And when she did, she thought of it differently
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| Than she thought she should be thinking
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| Just the thought of it’s enough
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| To penetrate my comfort zone
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| Without me, there’s nothing
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| I’m the only thing that dies
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| If it came down to your life or mine
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| I would do the stupid thing
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living
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| And let you keep on living |