All so cute, in appearance, launches dynamite. |
And time is ticking, ticking.
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I fall in lava-avalanches, you catch-catch, but we are so wild, wild!
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Verse 1. Opposite
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You leave your numbers on paper, on the table.
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We'll fly apart in the morning, we don't need a hundred years.
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You said that I am the best.
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I didn’t love, so don’t torment.
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Just leave me in case
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When this one and this one get bored.
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For a long time I do not trust only words.
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There is an ideal in my head, I drew it myself.
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You throw hearts into the piggy bank. |
Your life is just a game.
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Mascara, lipstick, everything is carbon copy. |
New post on your Instagram.
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But I'm so drawn to you.
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We both know it's impossible, but we don't know what to say, and we're stoned to the bottom.
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What will become of us now?
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We know it's impossible, but we meet this morning in bed alone.
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Yes, we don't look like a happy couple.
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We seem to be stuck, but I don't care.
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After all, throwing it all overboard,
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only with you, without worries, I felt like myself and now ...
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Chorus. |
vis-a-vis
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All so cute, in appearance, launches dynamite. |
And time is ticking, ticking.
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I fall in lava-avalanches, you catch-catch, but we are so wild, wild!
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Verse 2. Opposite
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two parallel lines,
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We are wild wild.
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Like two incompatible elements, in one vial.
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two parallel lines,
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We are wild wild.
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Screams and moans, after the smoke on the balcony.
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You can't argue with that, baby, I'm dependent on you.
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Everything that you perform, I will again take out for an encore.
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You throw hearts into the piggy bank. |
I'm not stupid, it seems, but
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Zero pulse means plus one again.
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But I'm so drawn to you.
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We both know it's impossible, but we don't know what to say, and we're stoned to the bottom.
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What will become of us now?
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We know it's impossible, but we meet this morning in bed alone.
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Yes, we don't look like a happy couple.
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We seem to be stuck, but I don't care.
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After all, throwing it all overboard,
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only with you, without worries, I felt like myself and now ...
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Chorus. |
vis-a-vis
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All so cute, in appearance, launches dynamite. |
And time is ticking, ticking.
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I fall in lava-avalanches, you catch-catch, but we are so wild, wild! |