| My hands are fine
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| Take mine, take mine
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| Your heart beats mine
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| This time, this time
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| Hmmmm
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| Wide awake, half asleep
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| Drive me through the buried truths
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| The world is fake
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| We took so much, and used more
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| Than our hearts could take
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| Darling, so (?)
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| We fly, we fly
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| This time, we’ve crossed
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| The line, the line
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| Hmmmmm
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| Wide awake, half asleep
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| Drive me through the buried truths
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| The world is fake
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| We took so much, and used more
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| Than our hearts could take
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| And (?), I can not keep
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| A (?) my broken heart, like foreign news
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| When I drew your last breath
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| And our lips sing softly
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| And our hearts closed quickly
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| My hips dropped slowly
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| And I came back to life
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| I came back to life
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| I came back to life
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| I came back to life
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| We came back to life |