| All that power you created
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| In your own mind you made it
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| You made it love
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| It depends
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| On what colour you painted
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| The area you shaded
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| And I’ve given up, given in
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| Now those colours are faded
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| I re-evaluated
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| Synthetic love is my new drug
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| If I’ve over-compensated
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| Or if it seems calculated
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| Not letting go
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| To let you in
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| With those memories that faded
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| I’ve re-evaluated
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| Synthetic love is my new drug
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| Love
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| Goodness knows
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| What I’m thinking
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| With the feelings isolating
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| And I have re-evaluated (x2)
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| Synthetic love is my new drug
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| Is my new drug
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| Synthetic love is my new drug |