| Like a piece on the grid
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| Like a man on the beat
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| Being served as a trick
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| Running hot in the streets
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| When I enter the scene they call my name
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| Like there’s nothing between us
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| This is all a tease or a shame
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| They enjoy when I’m bleeding
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| Like a piece on the grid
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| Like a man on the beat
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| Being served as a trick for your pleasure
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| Running hot in the streets
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| Close your eyes to the sun
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| As it were
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| As it were
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| Close your eyes to the world
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| As it burns
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| As it burns
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| When I enter the scene they call your name
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| Cuz there’s so much between us
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| This is all a teasing love affair
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| I enjoy all these feelings
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| But I’m a piece on the grid
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| I’m a man on the beat
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| Being served as a trick for their pleasure
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| Running hot in the streets
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| Close your eyes to the sun
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| As it were
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| As it were
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| Close your eyes to the world
|
| As it burns
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| As it burns
|
| Close your eyes to the sun
|
| As it were
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| As it were
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| Close your eyes to the world
|
| As it burns
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| As it burns
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| Close your eyes to the sun
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| As it were
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| As it were
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| Close your eyes to the world
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| As it burns
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| As it burns |