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We grow love in the dark, and in daylight it dies. |
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But every day it's born again, and born again. |
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We went for a walk and never came back. |
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Our bodies they returned again and turned again. |
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I love you like a ticking clock; |
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We go 'round and 'round and never stop. |
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I love you like a small-town cop; |
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I want to smash your face in with a rock. |
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I love you like a ticking bomb; |
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We're gonna get off when it all goes wrong. |
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I love you like a spineless narc; |
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I'd sell you out to get you in the dark. |
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I'm your son and you're my daughter: |
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We got married in the water. |
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Into the battle now here we go, |
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And even in |
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Arcadia: Ego! |
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Ego! Ego!Pure love is a drug best served cold, |
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Because it heats you up when you need it most. |
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Can you feel my heart beating into your future? |
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We will not grow old, we will just grow newer. |
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One step over the line: |
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You're not much over the line, you are fine. |
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Two steps over the line: |
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Still feels okay in your mind, you're still fine. |
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Three steps over the line: |
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Three steps isn't a crime, not a crime. |
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Four steps over the line: |
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You're beginning to consider a return to the line. |
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But five steps over the line: |
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One more step and you can put it behind! |
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Get in line, get in line, get in line, get in line. |
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Six steps over the line: |
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Why we talking 'bout lines? |
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All you see is forms and colors and designs... |
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Seven steps over the line: |
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Seems like all those steps may have all been in your mind. |
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Eight steps over the line: |
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You're so far gone now, feeling close to sublime. |
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Nine steps over the line. |
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Whoa, that last step felt like a c-c-c-climb! |
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Ten steps over the line, |
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Ten steps over the line. |
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Ten steps: |
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And you're mine, and you're mine, |
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And you're mine and you're mine. |
