| Take a dip, if you’re alone, take your time
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| Take a ticket, take the train to the end of the line
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| See where you can go, you spent it, it’s plastic, no do or die
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| Better flip it, think about it, you’ll do just fine, well
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| These things will come and go
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| Deep in the metropole
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| Throw a stone, see it land, forget its flight
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| Draw a line in the sand between your thighs
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| Just to see which way you go
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| So you got this, you’re the lead, feel your own
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| Battle through it, consume it, then let it go, girl
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| But don’t forget you’re not alone
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| Deep in the metropole
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| The ache and thunder in the storms of your mind
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| Soak it in, for the rain will pass in time
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| Nothing wrong in sinking low
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| You’re the omen of paradise
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| You’re the ghost they put aside
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| But don’t forget you’re not alone
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| Sometimes you’re stretched
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| But don’t forget you’re not alone
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| Sometimes you’re stretched
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| Every minute, every second, you’re not alone, you’re not alone
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| You’re not alone, you’re not alone
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| You’re not alone, my girl (Sometimes you’re stretched)
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| Sometimes you’re stretched, sometimes you’re stretched, ooh |