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Verse: There are things that |
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I saw living inside you. |
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Stolen fruit tastes oh so sweet |
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Pre: Its not enough till we say its enough. |
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Its never enough we dont know when to stop. |
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Its never enough we dont see but its coming. |
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Chorus: And then you push me |
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Giving in a little |
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Push me, Giving in a little |
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Makes me want a little more of you. |
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Makes me want a little taste of you. |
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Verse: Lend a hand, by biting the one that feeds you. |
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Hope its worth, what you did to me. |
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Pre: And all this time youve been building it up. |
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Just one little move brought it all to a stop. |
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Now youve done enough, time to take what is coming. |
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Repeat Chorus: |
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Bridge: Stolen sweets are always sweeter. |
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Stolen kisses much completer. |
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Stolen looks, so nice in chapels. |
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Stolen, stolen are your apples |
