| Assume we lie on a serious side
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| You’re the cold I’ve taken home
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| Inside my lungs, air’s consumed by thought
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| And the pressure keeps them tight
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| To sleep it off
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| Felt you open up
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| But you still see me wrong
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| Deny, deny, well, I’m waking up
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| The needle says no, you decide it’s right
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| You wait a little longer and design their rights
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| The needle says no, you decide it’s right
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| You wait a little longer and design their rights
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| You like it better that way, oh
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| You like it better that way, oh |