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zuò cí : Will Groves Connor Thorpe Elliott Fletcher Matthew Hallas |
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zuò qǔ : Will Groves Connor Thorpe Elliott Fletcher Matthew Hallas |
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You pulled me out of a wildfire |
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I tell you I' m fine, but I' m a bad liar |
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You said, " I' ll pick you up |
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You' ve had enough |
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Let' s go for a drive, get away for the night |
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I' ll be there in ten, can you wait till then? |
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I' ll be as fast as I can" |
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You pulled me out alive, put out the fire |
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I told you I was fine, but I' m a bad liar |
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And I know you see straight through me |
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I don' t know how or why |
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But I like that you can read me |
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Can' t pull the wool over your eyes |
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You see through my lies |
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Every second I wait feels like another hour |
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How long will you take? |
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Don' t have the willpower |
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You knock on the door, ask me if I' m ready |
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I say, " what for?" |
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" I' m taking you someplace you' ve never been before |
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Trust me more, step out the door" |
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You pulled me out alive, put out the fire |
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I told you I was fine, but I' m a bad liar |
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And I know you see straight through me |
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I don' t know how or why |
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But I like that you can read me |
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Can' t pull the wool over your eyes |
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You see through my lies |
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You see through my lies |
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You see through my lies |
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You see through my lies |
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I say, " you know me more than I know myself |
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You drove me to my new favourite place in the world" |
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I' m free, free from it all |
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I' m free |
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You pulled me out alive, put out the fire |
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I told you I was fine, but I' m a bad liar |
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How do you read my mind? |
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You' re not psychic are you? |
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You' re a one of a kind, there' s nobody like ya |
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I know you see straight through me |
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I don' t know how or why |
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But I like that you can read me |
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Can' t pull the wool over your eyes |
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You see through my lies |