| Something in the walls
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| Something in your walk looks different
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| Something deep inside
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| Got me wondering why I don’t understand
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| Why I can’t put my finger on what the fuck is up
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| What’s missing?
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| You’re distant, and I’m spinnin'
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| Don’t ask questions usually
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| Got the answers that I need
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| Intuition tellin' me
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| Mmm
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| I just have a gut feeling
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| Don’t know why I don’t know what it was, really
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| But the more we touch, the more it starts killin' me
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| Killin' me
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| Just have a gut feeling
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| Killin' me
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| Uh, lookin' in your eyes
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| I’ve been feelin' like I’m crazy
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| 'Cause I’m goin' through your phone, look for somethin' wrong
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| I can’t find nothin'
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| I must be trippin' tryna listen to my intuition
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| Sayin' you’re guilty
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| So baby, just tell me
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| I never asked before but right now I don’t know what’s goin' on
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| Don’t ask questions usually
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| Got the answers that I need
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| Intuition tellin' me
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| Mmm
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| I just have a gut feeling
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| Don’t know why I don’t know what it was, really
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| But the more we touch, the more it starts killin' me
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| Killin' me
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| Just have a gut feeling
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| Killin' me
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| I’m the first to speak my mind up if I feel a way
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| Not the type to be here cryin' in my pillowcase
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| Is it nothin'? |
| Or somethin'?
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| Ooh, yeah
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| I just have a gut feeling
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| Don’t know why I don’t know what it was, really
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| But the more we touch, the more it starts killin' me
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| Killin' me
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| Just have a gut feeling
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| Killin' me
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| Killin', killin' me
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| Starts killing
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| (Ah, ah, ah)
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| Starts killing
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| (Ah, ah, ah)
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| Oh, woah
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| (Ah, ah, ah)
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| Killing me
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| (Ah, ah, ah)
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| (Ah, ah, ah), yeah
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| (Ah, ah, ah)
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| Killin', (Ah, ah, ah)
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| A: Aware. |
| I was guarded while my guardian angel never parted ways.
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| Just stayed and layed with me. |
| Not nakedly, just waited patiently.
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| For now, I am aware. |
| And as I stare into your soul, I see it clear.
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| Can we start again from here? |