| You’ve got some badass dreams
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| And I like your style like in the magazines
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| They never teach you how to be yourself
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| 'Cause isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| 'Cause no one else could ever have your name
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| You ain’t upon some shelf where destiny is made
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| You might be scared as hell
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| But isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing?
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| Yeah, isn’t that the best thing to be?
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| You, you know exactly what to do
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| To pull my heartstrings
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| And I am left electrified
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| 'Cause you, you drive my heart, you keep in time
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| You hold my soul up, you are my spine
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| Don’t look back 'cause no one is there
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| Come join the crowd where it’s, it’s crystal clear
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| You don’t even have to wonder
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| You don’t even have to try
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| You don’t even have to worry
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| 'Bout the things that come at night
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| You don’t even have to wonder
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| You don’t even have to try
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| You don’t even have to worry
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| 'Bout the things that come at night |