| Your shoes are by the door
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| Two bodies lying on the floor
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| Saying goodnight, agree not to tell
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| Breathing fire, yes, 'best not to tell'
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| Well the child must lead the man
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| When the man chooses not to understand
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| But it’s good to rock until your bodies come
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| Like it’s the worst thing that you’ve ever done
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| But the only thing I know
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| Yeah the only thing I know
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| The only thing I know man
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| You’re gonna have to carry yourself
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| Ooh ooh, ooh ohh
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| Oh carry yourself again
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| Ooh ooh, ooh ohh
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| Oh carry yourself, my friend
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| Things grow until they peak
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| And then descend of which we rarely speak
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| And that descend of which we rarely know
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| I see two bodies in that afterglow
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| But the only thing I know
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| Yeah the only thing
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| Yeah the only thing I know man
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| You’re gonna have to carry yourself
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| Come back and get right
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| Come back and get real
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| Come back and get right all that you feel
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| Come back and get right
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| Come back and get real
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| Oh baby, carry yourself
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| You gotta carry yourself
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| I see the moment weigh on your face
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| Collapsing words of pleasure and place
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| What to protect, what to conceal
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| What to project, what to reveal
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| And you say that you ain’t doing it again
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| Well here you are, you’re doing it again
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| And it’s hard to know what anything’s worth
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| When it’s the worst thing but it doesn’t hurt
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| Come back and get right
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| Come back and get real
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| Come back and get right all that you feel
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| Come back and get right
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| Come back and get real
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| Oh baby, carry yourself
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| You gotta carry yourself
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| Ooh ooh, ooh ohh
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| Oh carry yourself again
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| Ooh ooh, ooh ohh
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| You gotta carry yourself, my friend
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| But the only thing I know
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| Yeah the only thing
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| Yeah the only thing I know man
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| You’re gonna have to carry yourself |