| Hourglass shape, something of a silhouette
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| Wanders towards me and takes it’s hold
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| Were the lines straight, and why do I forget?
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| Did you take me home?
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| Tell me who you are
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| Where’d you come from, where’d you come from, yeah?
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| Tell me what I want to hear
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| Feeling more than high
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| On the run from the one I love
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| But I don’t recognize you, dear
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes?
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes?
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| I’ve been waiting to put you up on the shelf
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| And let your memory fade
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| But just when I think I’ve got me all to myself
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| You come take me away
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| I know who you are
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| Where you come from, where you come from, yeah
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| And every part of me you stole
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| And now I’ve gone too far
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| On the run, toward the one I love
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| 'Cause every time I lose control
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes?
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes?
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes?
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| Do I disguise my only vice?
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| And lie to hide behind your eyes? |