| Okay, okay
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| You like, just really…
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| Where is, where is the mic? |
| This?
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| No, the big one, M49
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| Okay
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| Swing like we feel no groove
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| Hold me tight if you need to move
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| Breathe like there is no room
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| Swim like we need to sink
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| Down to the bottom where there’s time to think
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| Real life close in between
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| In the water, you can’t catch me
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| I only aim to please
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| A bag of bones, a bag of bones
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| We come and go in a bag of bones
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| A bag of bones, a little bag of bones
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| I’m coming home in a bag of bones
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| Headlights enflame the dark
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| I need a minute to get out and walk
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| Search for the faintest spark
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| I ignite as the dawn’s on me
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| Kiss me, honey, I can use the heat
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| Sweet like a tangerine
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| I love you, baby, but it feels too soon
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| To be alone in a room
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| With a bag of bones, a bag of bones
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| We come and go in a bag of bones
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| A bag of bones, a little bag of bones
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| I’m coming home in a bag of bones
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| You come and go, you come and go
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| Move like there is no groove
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| Move like there is no room
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| Move like we’re in the dark
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| Move like there is no spark
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| Move like we need to sink
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| Move like no time to think
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| Move like we need the heat
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| I’m moving like it just dawned on me
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| I’m just a bag of bones, a bag of bones
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| We come and go in a bag of bones
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| A bag of bones, a little bag of bones
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| I’m coming home in a bag of bones |