| It was just another day, they stand confused
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| An ordinary chase down thoughts of doom
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| And I never felt the change, but I couldn’t escape you
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| But I was playing with fate as the story ensues
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| The energy was deafening when I walked through the door
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| I would call it a connection, but I’ve been here before
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| I was certain I would falter, but there was something about her
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| And that laughter would be my muse
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| Oh
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| The way she knew my design
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| She had me defined
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| She pulled me aside
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| I’m paralyzed
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| She told me I was «perfect»
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| She twisted my head
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| She twisted my head
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| We ended up at my place, with a few days past
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| So I guess it was our first date, if you could call it that
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| There was nothing wrong with this pace
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| When lips taste like they’re drug-laced
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| While my hands trace down your waistline
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| With your hips placed on mine
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| And suddenly we’re smiling, the third date it
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| And that’s when you decided to tell me you had a boyfriend
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| And I didn’t panic, I just gave in
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| Kind of like an addict, I let you win
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| Oh
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| The way she knew my design
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| She had me defined
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| She pulled me aside
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| I’m paralyzed
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| She told me I was «perfect»
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| She twisted my head
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| She twisted my head
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| You played me like a game I never thought I’d lose
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| I’m an animal estranged, and you’re the noose
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| Like a pawn against a queen, was it a game or machine
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| If you know all my moves
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| And your lies, your lies
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| And even offered my help, but just tell me one thing
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| Why’d you want me beneath someone else
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| This goes against my moral sense
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| My parents told me to be
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| regret for one time
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| Like a pawn against a queen, I was weak
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| Now I’m king like you wanted me to be
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| And I know I cannot chase this
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| But I’m faced with her eyes and there’s still one thing on my mind
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| The way she knew my design
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| She had me defined
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| She pulled me aside
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| I’m paralyzed
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| She told me I was «perfect»
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| She twisted my head
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| She twisted my head
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| But I feel alive
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| She told me I was «perfect»
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| She twisted my head
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| She twisted my head
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| But I feel alive
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| Oh |