| Shake it up is all that we know
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| Using the bodies up as we go
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| I'm waking up to fantasy
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| The shades all around aren't the colors we used to see
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| Broken ice still melts in the sun
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| And times that are broken can often be one again
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| We're soul alone and soul really matters to me
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| Take a look around
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| Reaching out for something to hold
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| Looking for a love where the climate is cold
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| Manic moves and drowsy dreams
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| Or living in the middle between the two extremes
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| Smoking guns hot to the touch
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| Would cool down if we didn't
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| Use them so much, yeah
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| We're soul alone and soul really matters to me
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| Too much
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| Out of touch
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| Out of touch
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around
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| You're out of touch
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| I'm out of time
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| But I'm out of my head when you're not around |