| You make a mountain pale, you make me tremble inside
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| You’re starting fires and you’re giving me, giving me chills
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| And all the people around they know that you wear a crown
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| You’re starting fires and you’re giving me, giving me chills
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| Maybe I should have known how to comprehend
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| Maybe I should have known what I’ll see in the end
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| Another place in time, another broken rhyme
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| To make you understand you’re giving me, giving me chills
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| And now that you’ve been around you know that you’ll make a sound
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| You’re starting fires and you’re giving me, giving me chills
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| Maybe I should have known how to comprehend
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| Maybe I should have known what I’ll see in the end
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| Maybe I should have known how to comprehend
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| Maybe I should have known what I’ll see in the end
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything
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| This is love, this is love
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| This is everything |