| I walked into the street
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| To see myself looking back at me
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| So many eyes
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| It’s in the way I walk
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| Just wanna be touched in the right way
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| Like everybody else
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| Like everybody else
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| A secret place in a lover’s arms
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| I know a place not far from here
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| ??? |
| secret place
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| In each others' arms
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| And for this cause we will light the fire
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| It’s growing (groping???)
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| Push it down with one hand
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| The other fanning the flames
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| To a rage
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| Of love and hate
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| And of betrayal
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| In the life of a man who’s blown his last chance
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| Some secrets are too great to keep to yourself
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| For it jumps and tickles inside my skin
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| Scratching like a dog in ???
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| (Chorus) I walked into the street
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| (Chorus) To see myself looking back at me
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| (Chorus) So many eyes
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| (Chorus) It’s in the way we walk
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| (Chorus) Just wanna be touched in the right way
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| (Chorus) Like everybody else
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| (Chorus) Like everybody else
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| A secret place in a lover’s arms
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| I know a place not far from here
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| It’s a secret place
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| Don’t keep away
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| Come to the cause
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| Come fuel the fire
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| It’s growing
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| Push it down with one hand
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| The other fanning the flames
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| To a rage
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| Of love and hate
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| And of betrayal
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| In each others' arms
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| I know a place not far from here
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| This train is rollin' on (x7) |