| I see the joyful look on every face
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| I try to listen to the words they’re singing
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| But nothing ever fills this empty space
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| Only one thing stirs up any music in me
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| Jubilee, why you gotta strike me down?
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| I shatter into pieces when you come around
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| Could you ever feel the same? |
| You were always stronger than me
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| Jubilee
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| When you sip that glass of wine
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| Swaying in the party lights and feeling fine
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| When you’re buzzing like a bee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| I want to tell you but I’m so hard-headed
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| My sinful pride is always in the way
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| Though there’s a chance that I may regret it
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| There’s just some words that I can’t say
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| You’re the only thing that stirs up any feeling in me
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| Jubilee, why you gotta strike me down?
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| I shatter into pieces when you come around
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| Could you ever feel the same? |
| You were always stronger than me
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| Jubilee
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| When you sip that glass of wine
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| Swaying in the party lights and feeling fine
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| When you’re buzzing like a bee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Jubilee, why you gotta strike me down?
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| I shatter into pieces when you come around
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| Could you ever feel the same? |
| You were always stronger than me
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| Jubilee
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| When you sip that glass of wine
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| Swaying in the party lights and feeling fine
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| When you’re buzzing like a bee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Please think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee
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| Think of me, Jubilee |