| Take take take take my breath away,
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| Cause I’ve got nothin else that I can say.
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| It’s time we showed our faces,
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| Got real and travel places.
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| I have something better for us this time.
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| Take look inside my twisted mind.
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| It’s not my fault I’m like this,
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| We’re products of these places.
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| Oh, Doctor fix me right this time.
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| Doctor, I’m better than a «flatline».
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| I’m not a waste.
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| Turn my back on that place
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| Where I’ve made my mistakes.
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| The ghost in my soul,
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| Is reaching for more.
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| I just gotta say one more thing.
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| This damn girl pretends to be what she’s not.
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| A liar, a cheat, a phony, a fraud.
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| Don’t take it from me, just be who you are.
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| Don’t don’t don’t call me maybe.
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| I don’t play those games.
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| Don’t don’t don’t call me shady.
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| It’s all just the same.
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| Oh, Doctor fix me right this time.
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| Doctor, I’m better than a «flatline».
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| I’m not a waste.
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| Turn my back on that place
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| Where I’ve made my mistakes.
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| The ghost in my soul,
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| Is reaching for more.
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| I just gotta say one more thing.
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| It’s time to take this feeling of a heart-attack,
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| Built up from my broken past,
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| Find something that’s gonna last.
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| I’m reaching out for something more.
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| I just gotta say one more thing.
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| I’m not a waste.
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| Turn my back on that place
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| Where I’ve made my mistakes.
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| The ghost in my soul,
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| Is reaching for more.
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| I just gotta say one more thing.
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| I’m not a waste
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| I’m not a waste
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| I’m not a waste
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| I’m not a waste
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| The ghost in my soul,
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| Is reaching for more.
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| I’ll live through another day |