| My love, look me in the eye, don’t lie
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| What’s eating you inside
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| I know someone said I ain’t your kind
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| Who knows that maybe they’re right
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| Do you feel it in your bones
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| And bones beneath your skin
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| And the blood that flows within
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| I thought it was obvious
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| My love
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| We’re made of the same old stuff
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| Same old stuff
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| It’s not hard
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| Just look at how close we are
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| Instead of how far
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| My love
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| We’re made of the same old stuff
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| Same old stuff
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| It’s not hard
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| Just look at how close we are
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| Instead of how far
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| So what tell me what you got to hide
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| Do we all get pulled back sometimes
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| You feel cold
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| You feel so low
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| Just the same as I
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| I feel it in my bones
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| And I feel it in my skin
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| And the blood that flows within
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| I thought it was obvious
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| My love
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| We’re made of the same old stuff
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| Same old stuff
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| It’s not hard
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| Just look at how close we are
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| Instead of how far
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| I did it your way
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| Don’t push it baby
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| Theres nothing more than bones and impressions now
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| Same old, same old, same old
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| There’s nothing more
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| Same old, same old, same old
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| There’s nothing more
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| My love it’s time
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| My love
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| Same old, same old
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| Same, same old
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| My love
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| We’re made of the same old stuff
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| Same old stuff
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| It’s not hard
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| Just look at how close we are
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| Instead of how far |