| Passive nights and passive air
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| Distances we make and share
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| (Don't love me vacantly)
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| Nights out up were nights of lust
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| Now they’re nights we barely trust
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| (Don't love me vacantly)
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone?
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone else, baby?
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| I think back to times we’d feel
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| Paranoid this over-kill
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| I can tell you’re losing will
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| Sinking organs, deadly still
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| (Don't love me vacantly)
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone?
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone else, baby?
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| Once we kissed at this red light
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| Now we’re sat in silence- ice cold
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| Waiting for a signal to set us free
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| I’m not ready
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone?
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| What have we become?
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| Just bored love like everyone else, baby?
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this
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| We dilute this, dilute this
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| Dilute this, dilute this |