| There's no five years
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| There's no ten years
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| Only this
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| Queen of, queen of, queen of queens
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| There's no knife
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| 'Cause there's no tension
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| Only this
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| Lucid dream of, dream of dreams
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| All I can do is trust in her
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| Late nights I can see the lust in her
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| Acid rain is a first for her
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| Skies open up, share a cup with her
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| Cracking seals, guilty no appeal
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| Trip down the hill, strawberry fields
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| Are you even real?
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| She said, "Tell me how you feel"
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| Are you even real?
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| Are you even real?
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| Well maybe I should study my reflection
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| Best to know
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| How I seem, I seem, I seem
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| I spend the day
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| Dreaming of connection
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| Just to feel
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| How you feel, you feel, you feel
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| All I can do is trust in her
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| Late nights I can see the lust in her
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| Acid rain is a first for her
|
| Skies open up, share a cup with her
|
| Cracking seals, guilty no appeal
|
| Trip down the hill, strawberry fields
|
| Are you even real?
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| She said, "Tell me how you feel"
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| Are you even real?
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| Are you even real?
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| Dream of connection
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| Tell me how you feel
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| Tell me how you feel
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| Are you even real?
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| Are you even real?
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| Then she ran
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| Then she ran
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| Then she ran her hands through my imagination
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| Then she ran
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| Then she ran
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| Then she ran her hands through my imagination
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| (Are you, are you real?)
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| Dream of connection
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| Tell me how you feel
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| Tell me how you feel
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| (Are you even real?)
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| Are you even real? |