| Hold onto something, I can feel the floor leaving
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| We’re done with coming up and way past coming down
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| My body shakes, a part of missing you
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| I know you miss me too, I know you do
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| Is it a sane desire?
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| Is it insane to try?
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| We let this runaway train catch fire (I don’t care)
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| I don’t care, all I want is you
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| We can try to stop this bruising, we can be like Novocaine
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| There’s a high we keep on choosing, we don’t wanna change it
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| Everybody calls us foolish, they don’t know how foolish tastes
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| Every time we try to fight it, we just end up wasted
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| Wasted on each other
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| Wasted on each other
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| Put your hands up!
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| We’ve both got people tryna creep in, policing
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| Since when was this thing so indecent?
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| Stop acting like everything’s understood
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| I know you miss me too
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| We can try to stop this bruising, we can be like Novocaine
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| There’s a high we keep on choosing, we don’t wanna change it
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| Everybody calls us foolish, they don’t know how foolish tastes
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| Every time we try to fight it, we just end up wasted
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| Wasted on each other
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| You built me up and in the same breath you knocked me down
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| You turn me on and just as quick you might kick me out
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| Can’t find a way to you
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| So we might as well stay for another night
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| We can try to stop this bruising, we can be like Novocaine
|
| There’s a high we keep on choosing, we don’t wanna change it
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| Everybody calls us foolish, they don’t know how foolish tastes
|
| Every time we try to fight it, we just end up wasted
|
| We can try to stop this bruising, we can be like Novocaine
|
| There’s a high we keep on choosing, we don’t wanna change it
|
| Everybody calls us foolish, they don’t know how foolish tastes
|
| Every time we try to fight it, we just end up wasted
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| Wasted on each other
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| Wasted on each other
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| Wasted on each other |