| You took the yellow diamond spears and turned it on its head
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| And everybody wants to turn up, give it to them
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| Sharp through tension, sharp through tension
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| You’ve put a lasso on the scene
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| Feeds and pages, feeds and pages
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| Look away and take the backdoor to
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| The heart of me
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| Because I can’t believe
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| That anything’s cool anymore
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| I want to touch you, I want you to touch me
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| I can’t stop this hurtful shit from happening
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| You and I, we’ve been through it
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| And this is no time wave
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| Dip into the lake, the mountains
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| Shake the fear of God into
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| The heart of me
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| Because I can’t believe
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| That anything’s cool anymore
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| I remember standing in a cathedral
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| Somewhere in Northern Europe, I think it was Paradiso
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| The space around my head was ringing
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| And I felt like I finally touched this world
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| I felt as if I finally understood
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| That we have to build something of our own now
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| Even if I didn’t know it at the time
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| I choose to
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| The heart of me
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| Because I can’t believe
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| To the heart of me
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| Because I can’t believe |