| I’m in over my head
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| She’s a ballroom dancer and she takes me by the hand
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| «Don't you ever let go of me»
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| She begs, so I said «We can go and we can face the world together
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| I might lose control when the stakes are high»
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| It’s forever or never
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| A dying cliché, déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| So do we play with desire or dance in the flames?
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| Déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| You got the best of me again
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| I’m in over my head
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| She’s a ballroom dancer and she takes me by the hand
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| «Don't you ever let go of me»
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| She begs, so I said «We can go all night but baby let’s turn down the lights
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| and take it slow and let’s get hight»
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| It’s forever or never
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| A dying cliché, déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| So do we play with desire or dance in the flames?
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| Déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| You got the best of me again
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| I used to have a way with words
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| You took them out of me
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| Love can be two faced like that
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| I’m screaming silence
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| Trying harder to convince myself that I’m not to blame
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| It’s forever or never
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| A dying cliché, déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| So do we play with desire or dance in the flames?
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| Déjà-vu got the best of me again
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| You got the best of me again |