| If sleep is not even an option
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| Then I could use a little action
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| If you dare appear once more
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| If you dare appear once more
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| On the wall moving like a shadow
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| I can see you coming through my window
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| If you dare appear once more
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| If you dare appear once more
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| There’s a spirit with a backdoor key
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| Spitting fire burning holes through me
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| Don’t you dare appear once more
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| Don’t you dare
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| Mmmm mm mm
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| Waves I receive
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| It’s a matter of frequency
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| Mmmm mm mm
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| Waves I receive
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| It’s a matter of frequency
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| Mmmm mmm mmm mmmm
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| Mmmm mmm mmm mmmm
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| Mmmm mmm mmm mmmm
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| Mmmm mmm mmm mmmm
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| Come and hear the one I fancy
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| She’s calling me across the red sea
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| Will she dare appear once more?
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| Will she dare appear once more?
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| Come and hear the one
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| I need the one I’m missing
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| In my very first song
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| Will she dare appear once more?
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| Will she dare appear once more?
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| There’s a spirit with a backdoor key
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| Spitting fire burning holes through me
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| Don’t you dare appear once more
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| Don’t you dare
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| Oh oh oh
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| Waves are receding
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| It’s a matter of frequency |