| Bring home the chemicals
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| Not sure just how it goes
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| So we’ll take it slow
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| We’re looking at ourselves
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| Caught up in the undertow
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| But it’s all we know
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| Write love songs to no one
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| Caught fire in the ocean
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| What is our position?
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| Drunk in love
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| Sweet honesty
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| You’re breaking all of me
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| Sweet misery
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| You’re my favorite company
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| When does the silence go?
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| These hours are passing slow
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| So we’ll take our time
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| No love, there is no hope
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| We’ll play it off so no one knows
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| That we’ve blown our minds
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| Thoughts turn into pictures
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| And I can’t wait to see them
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| Send postcards to all the ones we love
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| Sweet honesty
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| You’re breaking all of me
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| Sweet misery
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| You’re my favorite company
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| Late nights of getting lost
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| Fist fights in the front lawn
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| Feels like it never stops
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| It will get better to me, eventually
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| Moonlights, drunk in love
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| Morning, wake me up
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| Feels like it never stops
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| It will get better to me, eventually
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| Sweet honesty
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| You’re breaking all of me
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| Sweet misery
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| You’re my, you’re my
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| Sweet honesty
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| You’re breaking all of me
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| Sweet misery
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| You’re my favorite company |