| We’re all in the same sinking ship
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| I been feeling it start to slip
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| Like a bad trip, you don’t know till it hits
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| So lose yourself on my fingertips
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| One day we’re gonna have to run real fast
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| From the sins of our past
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| We took way too much, way too fast
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| Might as well just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Might as well just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| Just turn out the lights, it feels so right
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| This madness, madness
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| You know there’s no end in sight
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| But, baby, if we hold on tight
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| We can make it through this bad trip
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| So come with me
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| Let’s run to the sun, you, me
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| And a smoking gun, it’s a bad trip
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| And now we’re so deep in it
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| Star-crossed lovers
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| In a neon wasteland
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| The end is coming now
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| So don’t look back
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| Might as well just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Might as well just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| Just throw ya hands up
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| Just turn out the lights, it feels so right
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| This madness, madness
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| You know there’s no end in sight
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| But, baby, if we hold on tight
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| We can make it through this bad trip
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| So lay back
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| Way back
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| There’s nothing we can
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| Nothing that we can do now
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| So lay back
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| (Let's ride this out)
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| Way back
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| (We'll ride it out)
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| There’s nothing we can
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| Nothing that we can do now
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| Just turn out the lights, it feels so right
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| This madness, madness
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| So let’s dance with the demons
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| Don’t fight the feeling
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| You know there’s no end in sight
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| But, baby, if we hold on tight
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| We can make it through this bad trip |