| I thought I might be better dead, but I was wrong
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| I thought everything could fade, but I was wrong
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| I thought I’d never find my place, but I was wrong
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| And where I least wanted to look, it came along
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| I thought sex was at my pace, but I was wrong
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| I thought it mattered what I’d say, but I was wrong
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| I thought you were second place to every song
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| I thought you’d overstayed your welcome
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| I was wrong, power on, power on
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| Have you ever coexisted (Power on)
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| So easily?
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| Let’s go home and talk shit about everyone
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| Let’s go home, finally
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| Will the waters ever still? |
| That’s what I want
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| And with every inhalation I’m further up
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| 'Til I can only see the outline of the storm
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| From space I can see that I was wrong
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| Power on, power on
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| Power on
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| Power on
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| Power on
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| I thought I’d always have my way to come along
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| I thought the table’d still be laid, but you were strong (You were strong)
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| I thought that I could hide my face, but I was wrong
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| And where I least want you to look, you carry on, carry on
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| I thought sex was at my pace, but I was wrong
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| I thought it mattered what I’d say, but I was wrong
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| I thought you were second place to every song
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| I thought you’d overstayed your welcome
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| I was wrong, power on, power on
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| Have you ever coexisted (Power on)
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| So easily?
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| (Power on)
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| Let’s go home and talk shit about everyone
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| (Power on)
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| Let’s go home, finally
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| Drop a pin on the mood that you’re in
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| Drop a pin on the mood that you’re in
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| Drop a pin on the mood that you’re in
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| Drop a pin on the mood that you’re in
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| If it feels like a home
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| Power on, power on
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| If it feels like a home
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| Power on, power on, power on
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| If it feels like a home
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| Power on, power on, power on
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| Power, power on
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| Power on, power on, power on
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| If it feels like a home
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| Power on |