| It’s your smile it’s your sight when I turn and just leave you there
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| Please, don’t say you adore me I’m already too aware
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| So, I’m off to keep my distance
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| My minute of control
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| Is this love, is this love, is this love
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| Are we getting old?
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| And I’m so scared nothing seems to lack
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| Still I won’t go back to love
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| To love I won’t go back to love
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| For striated I feel it’d tremble beneath your skin
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| I’ve grown tired of the fire, the desire I’m always drowning in So I’m off to keep my distance
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| My minute of control
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| Is this love, is this love, is this love
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| Are we getting old?
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| And I’m so scared nothing seems to lack
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| Still I won’t go back to love
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| To love I won’t go back to love
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| Ooooooo Ooooooo
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| Is this love, is this love, is this love that I’m drowning in Is this love, is this love, is desire my biggest sin
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| So I’m off to keep my distance
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| You gotta help me lose control
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| Is this love, is this love, is this love
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| Are we getting old?
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| And I’m so scared nothing seems to lack
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| Still I won’t go back to love
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| To love I won’t go back to love
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| To love I can’t go back to love
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| Nooo |