| You make me wonder with the things you say
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| You make me feel like I’m just child’s play
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| And half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you stand here watching me disintegrate
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| You weigh me sticks and stones, I lie awake
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| Chained to you, could it be my mistake?
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| 'Cause half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you’re going gone, I’m lost in outer space
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| Well what am I supposed to do
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| I don’t wanna put it on you
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| You’ve got my gratitude
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| Don’t know space-time enough to
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| Pay my work for you
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| I’m running out of blues
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| If you’re sending signals
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| Well, they’re not coming through
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| I need your gravity
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| In all totality
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| I need your push and pull
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| 'Cause black holes have different rules
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| I’m suspended in the sky
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| Looking down at you, and I
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| I see you’re not looking out for me
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| You make me wonder with the things you say
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| You make me feel like I’m just child’s play
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| And half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you stand here watching me disintegrate
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| You weigh me sticks and stones, I lie awake (say)
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| Chained to you, could it be my mistake?
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| 'Cause half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you’re going gone, I’m lost and I’m lost, in (space)
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| Make me wonder with the things you say
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| You make me feel like I’m just child’s play
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| And half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you stand here watching me disintegrate
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| You weigh me sticks and stones, I lie awake (say)
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| Chained to you, could it be my mistake?
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| 'Cause half the time you make me feel like it’ll be okay
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| And half the time you’re going, going, gone, and lost in, lost in…
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| Space |