| Have you seen my mind? |
| It’s not the same again
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| I’m feeling tired but looking wired
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| Cement my rules, chicane my hand away
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| I know this truth and so do you
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I must be coming down off something called love
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| I know your type, I’ve seen the films they made
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| Who knows what’s more and that’s the score
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| Don’t call my friends, forgot their names again
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| I’ve broken low, a shimmered stone
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I must be coming down off something called love
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| Don’t let me sink again
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| Love, don’t let me go
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I must be coming down off something called love
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| I think I’m coming down off something
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| I could be coming down off something
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| I must be coming down off something called love
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| Oh, love
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| Oh, love
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| Oh, love
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| Oh
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| I think I’m coming down
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| I think I’m coming down
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| I think I’m coming down
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| I think I’m coming down
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| I think I’m coming down
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| I think I’m coming down |