You scroll through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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If you're fed up with the masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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If you are scrolling through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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And you have enough of these masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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I'm not a profile picture
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Tell me more than emoticons
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No filter, no
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No make-up, no
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Show good and bad
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You want to be one swipe up from the uncensored pages
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But I have a much longer fuse
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Before I boom, a much longer fuse
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You scroll through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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If you're fed up with the masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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If you are scrolling through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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And you have enough of these masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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I know you from the photos
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With an arranged background
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You don't let the steam out of your mouth live yourself
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But in this mask (But in this mask)
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You don't look good (You don't look good)
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"Do not touch, glass" is inscribed in your eyes
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"Do not touch, glass" is inscribed in your eyes
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You scroll through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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If you're fed up with the masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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If you are scrolling through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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And you have enough of these masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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No make-up, no filter
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Well, well, well, well
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No make-up, no filter
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Well, well, well, well
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How about you?
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Do you can’t stop dreaming 'bout me, boy?
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You should give me a call
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We could talk, talk, talk
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Talc, talc, talc
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Yeah, how about you?
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Do you can’t stop dreaming 'bout me, boy?
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You should give me a call
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We could talk, talk, talk
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Talc, talc, talc
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You scroll through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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If you're fed up with the masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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If you are scrolling through
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A hundred photos with a smile that never disappears
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And you have enough of these masks
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Then come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on |