| Come and let me in
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| I don’t believe in lies, it’s too much explaining
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| Better than living something that you can’t remember, baby
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| The story of our life, our ballet
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| I been on the sidelines while you figure eight
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| Hoping that you notice what I need
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| Why we wasting how we feel, don’t let it fade
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| All the ways you’re taking over me
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| I been holding on for something
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| Like the taste of your lips upon my skin
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| I been holding on for something
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| Like the taste of your lips upon my skin
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| I can’t get enough
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| I can’t get enough
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| I can’t get enough
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| I can’t get enough
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| I can’t get enough, oh no
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| I can’t get enough, oh no
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| Suddenly something’s grabbing me
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| The thought of crashing, babe, no gravity
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| All of me stems from the likes of you
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| Grows from absolutely loving you
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| I been on the sidelines hoping you’ll remain
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| Exactly as the moment you were made (were made)
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| Why we wasting how we feel, don’t let it fade
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| All the ways you’re taking over me
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| I been holding on for something
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| Like the taste of your lips upon my skin
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| I been holding on for something
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| Like the taste of your lips upon my skin
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| I can’t get enough (I can’t get enough, baby)
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| I can’t get enough
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| I can’t get enough (I can’t get enough, baby)
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| I can’t get enough
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| I been holding (I can’t get enough, oh no)
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| Your lips upon (I can’t get enough, oh no)
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| On for something (I can’t get enough, oh no, no, no)
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| I been holding
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| Your lips upon
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| On for something
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| Like the taste of your lips upon my skin |