| Hah-hah-ha-ha-ha
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| Hah-hah-ha-ha-ha
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| Hah-hah-ha-ha-ha
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| Hah-hah-ha-ha-ha
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| It would be easier if you went back
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| Without the knowledge of, just time you wish you had
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| Or rather the hardest way to see just what you’re made of
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| I’d rather you look me deep down in my eyes, sink into my life
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| This time around don’t turn around
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| This time just know I’m free for you, you
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| This time we try to more than survive
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| It’s better we fall until we (?)
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| I’m gonna regret this now the last thing on my mind
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| I’m tired of wasting everybody’s precious time
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| I never knew love could feel so deeply how it feels now
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| I never quite understood the point and I’d die for you
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| When it’s the only way out, when it’s the only way out
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| When it’s the only way out, when it’s the only way out
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| When it’s the only way out, when it’s the only way out
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| When it’s the only way out, when it’s the only way out
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| This time around don’t turn around
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| This time just know I’m free for you, you
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| This time we try to more than survive
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| It’s better we fall until we (?)
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| Keep making love for life-life-life
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| You ain’t gotta go nowhere, where, where
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| You ain’t gotta go nowhere, where, where
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| You ain’t gotta go nowhere, where, where
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| Have one last dance with me
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| If I’m trippin', that’s it, make no further plans with me
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| I ain’t crippin', I didn’t mean to make you bleed neither
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| Would suggest you wear your heart on your sleeve though
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| They rockin' fellas, these days you don’t even need Ether
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| These days you can see how much we really need Jesus
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| Need the water, need the resin, I don’t need reasons
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| Why I didn’t call you as the topic of discussion when I call you
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| Divin' in the switch for you
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| I don’t want to bore you with all this talk of H2O
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| But see it’s three times boiled
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| Things ain’t always what they seem
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| And if you seen Susan Boyle
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| Then you gotta hit it real when it’s deep in the soil
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| This time around don’t turn around
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| This time just know I’m free for you, you |