| Braids like Frida Kahlo
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| Cigarette smoking shallow
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| A tattoo drag, leather backpack
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| Her stripes don’t always follow
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| Quick wit, a vocal strain
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| Don’t trust the weatherman, it ain’t gonna rain
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| His hands both wave like a freight train
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| So eloquently spoken
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| So keep your eyes wide
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| I will follow you in the darkest moments
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| Keep your eyes wide
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| I will follow you
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Patterns on my sonar
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| Got me like, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Distortion in my sensor
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| A smile so mellow
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| Edison bulb yellow
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| Skin stained black from her yoga mat
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| She chases away shadows
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| I’ll tell 'em
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| Keep your eyes wide
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| I will follow you in the darkest moments
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| Keep your eyes wide
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| I will follow you
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Patterns on my sonar
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| Got me like, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Distortion in my sensor
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| Run, run, run to the sound of guns
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| We’ll hide away in the trenches
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| Run, run, run, you can sound the alarms
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| Run, run, run
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| Run, run, run to the sound of guns
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| We’ll hide away in the trenches
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| Run, run, run, you can sound the alarms
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| Run, run, run
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Patterns on my sonar
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| Got me like, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| Glitches on my radar
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| Distortion in my sensor
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Got me like, I will stay with you, you
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| You, you
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| You, you, you
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| You, you
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| I will stay with you
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| You, you
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| You, you, you
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| You, you
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| I will stay with you |