| Linn and I wasting serotonin
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| Dope the dopamine
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| If I thought it wasn’t worth it
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| I guess that I wouldn’t do it
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| Now I feel like cancer spreading
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| In my body longing for something
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| Sweating, hearts pounding the beat
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| Hey boy, don’t fuck around
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| Hey boy, hey girl, don’t fuck around
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| Long gone, longing in the summer
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| Waking to a new day, classic, oh the cliché
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| But my life, it means nothing if I can’t
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| Be myself, dear, whoever that is
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| My body longing for something
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| Sweating, hearts pounding the beat
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| Hey boy, don’t fuck around
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| Hey boy, hey girl, don’t fuck around
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| Well, I’m always looking
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| For the heart pounding the beat
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| Don’t fuck around
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| Don’t fuck around
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| If I thought it wasn’t worth it
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| I guess that I wouldn’t do it
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| Now I feel like cancer spreading
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| In my body longing for something
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| Sweating, hearts pounding the beat
|
| Hey boy, don’t fuck around
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| Hey boy, hey girl, don’t fuck around
|
| Well, I’m always looking
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| For the heart pounding the beat
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| Don’t fuck around
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| Don’t fuck around
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| Don’t fuck around
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| Don’t fuck around |