| Come on in, welcome, enter
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| We’ve got your front row center
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| For the freak show parade
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| Everybody want’s to be you
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| But I know you see right through the sad mascaraed
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| You wrap your arms around me like a wire
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| You reach into my soul, pull out the fire
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| When I come undone I know you’re the only one
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| Who could touch me when I call out your name
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| When I come undone I know you’re the only one
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| Who could put me back together again
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| You’ve got what it takes to make me
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| So won’t you come and shake me out of this haze
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| All to know those dreams you’re selling
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| God knows, man, he’s not telling
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| He’s had better days
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| I wait to hear a voice above me calling
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| You dragged me to my knees but I’m still falling
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| I can’t close my eyes, can’t hide the tear
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| I feel the earth beneath my feet disappear
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| I’m out of words, I’m out of time
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| Give me your hand, reach out for mine
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| You wrap your arms around me like a wire
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| You reach into my soul, pull out the fire |