| Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
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| Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
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| You’re flying high into a sky of screaming stars
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| Across a universe erected in your heart
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| Where tomorrow always comes from yesterday’s departed
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| Crimes… Designs…Mischief on your mind
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| Venus in her chariot of fire draws her flame
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| Passion pours herself a drink and calls you by her name
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| Slippin'…Slidin'…Sacrificing love for something nameless
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| that seems a little nearer to your dreams are here
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| Take another cup of sin and fill it up Take another sip of hemlock to your lips
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| Be deceived by lies and you’re flying high
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| Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
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| Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
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| A kind of atrophy affected you at birth
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| So instead of living you decided you were dead
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| Lovers of the night in your confusion
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| You stand and then you fall
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| In your illusion
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| And you’ll try flyin' high
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| You better come down, still flying high
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| You better come down, you’re on the moon
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| You better come down |