| Well I don’t like the shape of my body
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| And I don’t like the sound of your name
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| If and when we put the two together
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| I’m only hoping all of that might change
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| I want to reinvent
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| The standard set
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| I want to light a fire beneath your feet
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| Yeah, you could run, just not from me
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| Well I’m not worried, it’s alright
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| Push the hair back from your eyes
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| And fire that shotgun sight
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| Towards my chest
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| Here I am
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| Well I don’t like the clutter that we live in
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| And I don’t like the path that has been cleared
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| Don’t want to be the terror we live under
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| Don’t want to be a product of that fear
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| Can you feel that
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| Can you feel that
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| Can you feel that
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| Here I am
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| Well, I’m so happy I could die
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| You didn’t have to stay the night
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| But you did, and now the sun’s up over there
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| Well I’m not worried, it’s alright
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| You didn’t have to stay the night
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| So fire that shotgun sight towards my chest
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| (Here I am)
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| Can you feel that? |