| Threw some chords together
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| The combination D-E-F
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| Is who I am, is what I do No one’s gonna let it down for you
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| Try to focus my attention
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| But I feel so A-D-D
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| I need some help, some inspiration
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| (But it’s not coming easily)
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| Whoah oh…
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| Trying to find the magic
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| Trying to write a classic
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| Don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know?
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| Waste-bin full of paper
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| Clever rhymes, see you later
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| These words are my own
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| From my heart flown
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| I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
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| There’s no other way
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| To better say
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| I love you, I love you…
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| Written by Ricelli and Keys
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| Resided in over a heartbeat
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| I’m having trouble saying what I mean
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| With dead poets and drum machines
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| I know I had some studio time, but
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| But I couldn’t find a killer hook
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| Now you’re gonna raise the bar right up Nothing I write is ever good enough
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| These words are my own
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| From my heart flown
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| I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
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| There’s no other way
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| To better say
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| I love you, I love you…
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| I’m getting off my stage
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| The curtains pull away
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| No hyper bowl to hide behind
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| I’m naked, so exposed
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| Whoah. |
| oh. |
| oh. |
| oh. |
| Whoah. |
| oh.
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| Trying to find the magic
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| Trying to write a classic
|
| Waste-bin full of paper
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| Clever rhymes, see you later
|
| These words are my own
|
| From my heart flown
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| I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
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| There’s no other way
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| To better say
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| I love you…
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| I love you, is that okay??? |