| The sum of my fears
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| Those lost wasted years
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| The sum of my fears
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| Those lost wasted years
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| Round, round, round, we go
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| Spinning faster on the floor
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| Grab your partner by the hand
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| Don’t need to for true romance
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| We can run to higher ground
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| Through urban skies we’re lost and found
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| Future’s dead and past is gone
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| For real
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| The sum of my fears
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| Those lost wasted years
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| Those sexual years
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| Those sexual years
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| Young and lost we’ll win the day
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| I don’t need maps to sell you the way
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| Big banks will greet you at the door
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| With bundles of money that you’ll never repay
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| Shake my hand, pull you close
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| Breath on you’ll explode
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| Now we’re dancing toe to toe
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| You’re in my pocket, evermore
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| is wilting down
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| Those drive close around
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| Beauty turns to wiser frowns
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| Atoms vexed mutations now
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| Happiness lies all around
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| Hiding there within this sound
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| Let’s just be lonely, together
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| The sum of my fears
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| Those lost wasted years
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| Those sexual years
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| Those sexual years
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| Never stop the flow of night
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| Childish thoughts are pure delight
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| The heart beats faster on the go
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| So follow me forevermore
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| The sound might end but hold your breath
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| Another spin, dancing’s not done
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| The clocks are stopped, not timing
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| Frozen there as long as you need
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| Those lost wasted years
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| Those sexual years
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| Those sexual years |