| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby
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| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby
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| All dark hearts go wild in the night
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| What we do in private very soon may come to life
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| Devils on your shoulder, but you can’t put up a fight
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| Only you can stop it, baby
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| Don’t put up a fight
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| Go wild if you want to
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| It’s like you’re never satisfied
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| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby
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| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby
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| You may try to run, but it’s impossible to hide
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| Right before you know it
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| One
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| Two
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| Three
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| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby
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| No one runs from karma, sugar
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| Coulda, woulda, shoulda, baby |