| I’m no open grid
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| Oh, would you care for him then?
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| He won’t ask more
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| I’m not taking away, ah-ah
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| Taken by my steps
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| Where are you taking me then?
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| I won’t ask more
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| I’m not facing a dare, ah-ah
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| I’m caught off in space
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| What did this fever have me do?
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| I’ve been acting a whole lot more like you, ah-ah
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| I’ve lost touch with taste
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| When will this lover throw my mood?
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| Has it been crawling in with you? |
| Ah-ah
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| I just wanna be me
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| So, will you wish for me here?
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| I won’t be there
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| Call me when you get to the lake, ah-ah
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| Don’t trust all my marks
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| I’ve been dancing in the dark lights
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| Streaking in the park
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| Hoping that you’ll swim over stars, ah-ah
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| I’m caught off in space
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| What did this fever have me do?
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| I’ve been acting a whole lot more like you, ah-ah
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| I’ve lost touch with taste
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| When will this lover throw my mood?
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| Has it been crawling in with you?
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| I’m not taking care
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| Would you pretend for me there?
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| 'Cause I’m so scared
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| Caught me by my step, ah-ah, ah-ah
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| I’m no open grid
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| Oh, might you care for him then?
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| He won’t ask more
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| I’m not taking away, ah-ah, ah-ah
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| It’s not trust
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| It’s what you make of us, ah-ah
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| I won’t be there
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| I won’t be there today
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| There’s no love
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| We’re floating cliffs of dust, ah-ah
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| I won’t be there
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| I won’t be there today |