| Here comes the hot feeling again when I hear his name
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| I clearly have no control, can’t help wondering
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| If herein gone like a wave
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| I forget, but then, start remembering
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| The devil in my mind, why can’t he go home?
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| Are we on our way?
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| I do not want to be in this song
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| Sung while the summer rots and the hots hot
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| Where is the wind?
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| Why does it feel still again?
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| Can’t think along these lines
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| I’m gonna live a long time
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| Not along these lines
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| I’m gonna live a long time
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| When it goes black, it goes black so fast
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| No good state lasts
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| What I get slow is how to bounce back
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| You’ll have to invent what you lack
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| Now it’s hunting season for sleeping demons
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| I want your attention, your invention
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| For every new reason, do you know how I need it?
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| Oh, your face and everything that you say
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| And oh, your face and everything that you say
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| And oh, your face and everything that you say
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| I almost thought you stopped talking to me
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| Your call came like a wave of relief
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| I’m such a lucky mess
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| I just need some rest
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| Take me along from now on
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| Take me along from now on
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| I’m gonna live a long time
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| I’m gonna live a long time
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| I’m gonna live a long time |