| Watch me dance around them puddles
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| Maybe I can walk on water
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| Tears really make it better
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| Hit me with the dash and combo
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| Sometimes heart heavy, sorrow
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| But the game still cuts like summer
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| Us under trees like butter
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| Spread out knees, new colours
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| Think of how you said my name
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| Think of how we both said grace
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| Followed you down the stairs
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| Think of where you put your face
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| Skirt so round like petals
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| Jeans too tight like metal
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| Baby so good with the tempo
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| And you woke up my vssel
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| Saying
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| Watch me dance around thm puddles
|
| Maybe I can walk on water
|
| Tears really make it better
|
| Hit me with the dash and combo
|
| Sometimes heart heavy, sorrow
|
| But the game still cuts like summer
|
| Us under trees like butter
|
| Spread out knees, new colours |