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I never lie or |
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I don't live at all. |
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First comes the rush then comes the fall. |
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I wonder why it's a torturous thing. |
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Tearing me up on the count of three. |
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She knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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She knows and she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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How I feel |
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I try to explore, |
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Hidden inside and tangled to more. |
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Not troubled by the rush that it brings, |
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I know what it's like but |
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I can't do a thing. |
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She knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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And she knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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I want to know what star you are. |
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Why you're so good to me. |
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Why you're so good to me. |
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Morning comes and |
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I unlock the door, |
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I tumble outside |
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I've been here before. |
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Never so sweet as after the sting, |
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Tired life free still circling. |
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She knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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And she knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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And she knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
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And she knows, she knows. |
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She's waiting there for me. |
