| As if we ever need reason
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| And miracles are known to happen
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| We’re burning up the oxygen
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| Coming up for air, it’s about to happen
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| What can be said, why speak
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| Why dry the tongue what’s done is done
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| What’s done is done, what can be said
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| Why speak, why dry the tongue, what’s done is done
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, trembling
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| I’m moving to the space you’re in
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, terrified
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| I’m moving towards you
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| And miracles are bound to happen
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| What can be said, why speak
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| Why dry the tongue what’s done is done
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| What’s done is done, what can be said
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| Why speak, why dry the tongue, what’s done is done
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, trembling
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| I’m moving to the space you’re in
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, terrified
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| I’m moving towards
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| What can be said, why speak
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| Why dry the tongue what’s done is done
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| What’s done is done, what can be said
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| Why speak, why dry the tongue, what’s done is done
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, trembling
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| I’m moving to the space you’re in
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, terrified
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| I move towards you
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, trembling
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| I’m moving to the space you’re in
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| You’ve got me punk drunk, terrified
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| I move towards you
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| A miracle is about to happen |