| I’m down, I’m out
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| Have my feet on the ground
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| But I’m starting to see things different
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| I’m thinking hard
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| Breathing from head, not heart
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| But I don’t want ruin' a good thing
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| Can we lose ourselves in the moment?
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| Break ourselves to the open?
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| Make ourselves in the heat of the moment?
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| If I cannot stop
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| There is going to be no coming back
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| Each time that you stop
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| I can only think about running back
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| Cause I don’t want to die, without knowing what it’s like
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| To move inside you
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| That friction pulling me, started everything
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| And it feels so good
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| Back to sittin'
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| Gotta stay strong and censor
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| Cause I made that promise for so long
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| Being holdin' back
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| Wanna keep this sacrosanct
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| But we can’t keep our hands from moving
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| Can we lose ourselves in the moment?
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| Break ourselves in the open?
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| Make ourselves in the heat of the moment?
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| If I cannot stop
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| There is going to be no coming back
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| Each time that you stop
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| I can only think about running back
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| Cause I don’t want to die, without knowing what it’s like
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| To touch everything
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| That friction pulling me, started everything
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| And it feels so good
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| Move my hands to the shoulder
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| Feel my prince till the fall, yeah
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| Take ourselves to the heat of the moment
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| Swift, I cannot stop |