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Lost in this light, I touch the paper switch |
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I need to let it go, I want to see a bit more |
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Electric light, a shocking kiss |
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Like a shock this love, you like the sweetest dish |
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My frozen hands are pressing on cold glass |
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I watch my tears run, running away at last |
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You pull the string, I feel you reeling me in |
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I'm like a marionette here on a silver string |
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Blind steps, blind steps, forever found |
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You're like a low hot hanging cloud |
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Just wrap me up in your shroud |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
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Blind steps, blind steps, forever found |
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You're like a low hot hanging cloud |
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Just wrap me up in your shroud |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
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This precious kiss, yeah, I need this fix |
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I want to turn it up, I want to swim a bit more |
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Deep in your blue, this is a preachy line |
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I just need a break from my troubled mind |
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Blind steps, blind steps, forever found |
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You're like a low hot hanging cloud |
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Just wrap me up in your shroud |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
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Blind steps, blind steps, forever found |
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You're like a low hot hanging cloud |
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Just wrap me up in your shroud |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
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Blind steps, blind steps, forever found |
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You're like a low hot hanging cloud |
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Just wrap me up in your shroud |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
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Blind steps, blind steps |
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Blind steps, blind steps |
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Blind steps, blind steps |
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Blind steps, blind steps |
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You feel good to me, yeah |
