| On the edge
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| Can't sink or swim
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| Breathing you in
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| (I've become addicted)
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| No regrets
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| No oxygen
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| No innocence
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| (Movin' like a liquid)
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| I don't wanna fall in deeper, but I just might
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| Hotter than a fever with your skin on mine
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| Somethin' in the way you push my favorite vice
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| Every night, got my mind on overdrive
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| Cross the line
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| Take it like that
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| No lookin' back
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| (Slowly slippin' under)
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| Stay and drive
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| Cryin' on like that
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| I got it bad
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| (Solid ground above my ears)
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| I don't wanna fall in deeper, but I just might
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| Hotter than a fever with your skin on mine
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| Somethin' in the way you push my favorite vice
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| Every night, got my mind on overdrive
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| (Mind on overdrive)
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| Somethin' in the way you push my favorite vice
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| Every night, got my mind on overdrive
|
| I don't wanna fall in deeper, but I just might
|
| Hotter than a fever with your skin on mine
|
| Somethin' in the way you push my favorite vice
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| Every night, got my mind on overdrive |