| None of those games love
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| I want none of those games love
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| None of those games love
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| I want none of those games love
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| Oh it took days to cross the desert
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| It’s like a copy of a copy
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| My mind in a haze of delusion
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| And nothing made sense there but you
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| And if somebody holds you close
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| You are mine
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| You are mine
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| And if somebody tears your clothes off
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| You are mine
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| You are mine
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| Elastic state of mind
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| Elastic state of mind
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| None of those games love
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| I want none of those games love
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| Oh
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| I’m like a mirror against a mirror
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| In one ear
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| And out the other
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| We keep repeating, repeating, repeating
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| And I want to know if you are mine
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| If you are mine
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| And if somebody tears your clothes off
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| You are mine
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| You are mine
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| Elastic state of mind
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| Elastic state of mind
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
|
| And if somebody holds you close
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| You are mine
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| You are mine
|
| And if somebody tears your clothes off
|
| You are mine
|
| You are mine
|
| Elastic state of mind
|
| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| Elastic state of mind
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating
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| I don’t know if I’m hallucinating |