| I hate that you’re there and I’m here
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| In the same room, miles from me to you
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| We’re so distant, but close enough to touch
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| I hate that we talk, but only
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| All this chitter chatter, the weather doesn’t matter
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| ‘Cause somewhere, we got lazy in love
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| It wasn’t long ago you and I were like
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| Love twisters spinning in the sky
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| Violently alive
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| Every kiss felt like Fourth of July
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| Hearts shooting like bullets from a
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| Violently alive
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| Violently alive
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| We’d steal a moment and lay there
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| On a rooftop in the rain, watching all the planes
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| And dream of where they’d take us one day
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| We’d make the sun rise, laughing all night
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| Even though we knew work was coming soon
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| Just one more kiss meant more to us than sleep
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| It wasn’t long ago you and I were like
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| Love twisters spinning in the sky
|
| Violently alive
|
| Every kiss felt like Fourth of July
|
| Hearts shooting like bullets from a
|
| Violently alive
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| Violently alive
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| It wasn’t long ago you and I were like
|
| Love twisters spinning in the sky
|
| Violently alive
|
| It wasn’t long ago you and I were like
|
| Love twisters spinning in the sky
|
| Violently alive
|
| Every kiss felt like Fourth of July
|
| Hearts shooting like bullets from a
|
| Violently alive
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| Violently alive |