| You pretend to be dying to get a part of my mind
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| I been once inclined to tell you pardon my spyin
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| Part of my shine comes from the distance
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| You are from a star while you compiling your wishlist
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| Is this business emotionally invested?
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| Or built from the sweat of our flesh pressed against it
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| Love is war, sex is a weapon
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| The mind is a mine so watch where you’re steppin'
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| Thoughts that are kept in wet dreams covered in face cream
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| Come to fruition in positions used to make steam
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| Feelings are just filling in this half-baked scene
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| To make x-rated into nc-17
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| Then see everything she got she not shy
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| Our love below so dro we most high
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| Then wears off when what we wear’s on
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| Again I turn away when what we share’s gone
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| So…
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| If this is not the hardest part
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| I wanna part
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| Before it gets too deep
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| If passion dies within routine
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| I’ll come clean
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| Leave me be, baby
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| Lovin' ain’t easy when you running scared
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| Could have been fearless and unprepared
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| Lovin' ain’t easy when you running scared
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| Could have been fearless and unprepared
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| Looking back
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| Under the twilight, and we living the Miller Highlife
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| La Petite Mort, my lady we bout to die twice
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| I won’t' surrender and you won’t surrender yurn
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| Whatever happens after this moment’s of no concern
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| But it’s hard to stop the burn when you fueled by the friction
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| Increased heart rate only confused my addiction
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| We wired for desire, dangers to ourselves
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| Flying under the radar in the hangers with the stealths
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| My muse, sleeps deep within time
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| I go to her for credit though I need to decline
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| It’s easy to cross a line and blame ya flesh for the crime
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| I’m sorry it’s just the way we designed
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| My dear we should leave here, I’m talking bout one at a time though
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| Cause you got me changin' my mind slow
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| Leave here, says that voice in the back of my spine
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| As I awake and the moment rewinds
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| Lovin' ain’t easy when you running scared
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| Could have been fearless and unprepared
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| Lovin' ain’t easy when you running scared
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| Could have been fearless and unprepared
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| Looking back |