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Sweet relief calms me down |
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Makes me drown |
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Lost and found |
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Neighbours complain |
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Sheets are stained |
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Hotel shower |
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The best around |
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Spacing from Paris to New York |
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Silver sunglasses |
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Silver phone |
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Connect us to someone |
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Who doesn't know |
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About these feelings we can't control |
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People they want us to fall down |
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But we won't ever |
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Touch the ground |
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'Cause we're perfectly balanced |
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We'll float around |
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'Til noone is near |
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Do you hear this sound |
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Spacing from Paris to New York |
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Silver sunglasses |
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Silver phone |
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Connect us to someone |
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Who doesn't know |
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About these feelings we can't control |
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This strange feeling captures us |
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It generates this huge fuzz |
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I miss you all the time I must face |
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I miss your touch and your embrace |
