| Throw my body out to sea
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| Or keep me here and cope with me
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| Now one of these days I’ll push too far
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| I put my faith in the dopamine
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| Though I see you strugglin' too
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| Your knife’s too blunt to cut the fuse
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| So drink until your heart is full
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| Tell me what you want my hands to do
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| Tell me what you want my hands to do
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| But you get so stone, cold
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| And you know it’s gonna cut me
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| To my bones, stone cold to me
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| And I’m in your choke, hold
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| And I’m trying to get through
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| But you feel, stone cold to me
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| Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Woo…
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| Is it you or is it me
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| Or is this how it’s supposed to be
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| I think I’m getting too close to see
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| Tell me where you want my hands to be
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| Tell me where you want my hands to be
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| But you get so stone, cold
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| And you know it’s gonna cut me
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| To my bones, stone cold to me
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| And I’m in your choke, hold
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| And I’m trying to get through
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| But you’re still, stone cold to me
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| Yeah, you get so…
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| I feel like I’m falling
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| I wanna be moaning
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| Tell me what you want my hands to do
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| And I know I’ve been falling pray to your pleasure
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| And I let you consume all my love without pleasure
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| But I ain’t even matter to you though
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| I let you feel my gratitude though, you know
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| I ain’t too proud to go down and surrender
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You get so stone, cold
|
| And you know it’s gonna cut me
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| To my bones, stone cold to me
|
| And I’m in your choke, hold
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| And I’m trying to get through
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| But you feel, stone cold to me
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| I feel like I’m falling
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| I wanna be moaning
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| Close to me
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| Tell me what you want my hands to do
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| I feel like I’m falling
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| But I keep on coming back to you
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| Tell me what you want my hands to do |