| Something that I’ve never seen
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| Like someone that I knew could do me harm
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| But I was only looking for another high
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| It was nothing physical
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| You know it though my mind was razor sharp
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| Then she kicked me to the streets, hung me out to dry
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| She knows how to light you up
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| To show you all who you think you are
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| Everybody wants to be
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| Living her kind of make believe
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| Some kind of a ritual
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| Like something that I thought that I could hide
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| Keep it for myself, keep it out of sight
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| And everything you wanna be
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| In everything you thought you’ve ever known
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| Is turned all upside down
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| She knows how to light you up
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| To show you all who you think you are
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| Everybody wants to be
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| Living her kind of make believe
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| She knows how to light you up
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| To show you all who you think you are
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| Everybody wants to be
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| Living her kind of fantasy
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| She knows how to light you up
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| To show you all who you think you are
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| Everybody wants to be
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| Living her kind of make believe
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| She knows how to light you up
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| To show you all who you think you are
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| Everybody wants to be
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| Living her kind of fantasy |