| Slow down the pace…
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| I have never known me this out of place
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| If stupid acting dumb
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| Is the shape of things to come
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| And I add up that sum
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| Then this is where I can’t get back from…
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| Take my hand, I will follow
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| Only you can
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| Slow this down
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| Take my hand and I will mellow
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| 'Cause only you can
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| Hold me like a torniquet…
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| And make me stay, here with you…
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| No ego left to bruise…
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| At least there’s something good in most bad news
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| 'Cause I just don’t want to cruise
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| With anyone of all the young dudes
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| 'Cause round for round
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| Only uncool will travel on gravel ground…
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| So take my hand, I will follow
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| Only you can slow this down
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| Take my hand and I will mellow
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| 'Cause only you can slow this down
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| You can slow this down
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| So take my hand, I will follow
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| 'Cause only you can slow this down
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| You take my hand and I will mellow
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| 'Cause only you can
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| Slow this down…
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| You can slow this down…
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| Take my hand, I will follow
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| 'Cause only you can
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| Slow this down
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| Take my hand and I will mellow
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| 'Cause only you can
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| Hold me like a torniquet…
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| And make me stay…
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| Here with you… |