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Oh, we're loving the familiar, cause it's all we know |
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Always speaking soft and we're moving slow |
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And we're holding hands, going out to shows |
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Cause after all, behind closed doors, it's all control |
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Who will you dress up for |
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When I'm not around? |
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Who will you dress up for |
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When I'm not around? |
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I'm hoping for a clean slate |
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So we can catch our big break |
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Building up each other like we're under attack |
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Saying I'll vouch for you if you watch my back |
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Cause you got the goods, and I have attacks |
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What's that, what's that? |
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Yeah, that's my heartbeat |
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What's that, what's that? |
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Yeah, that's my heart |
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What's that, what's that? |
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Yeah, that's my heartbeat |
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What's that, what's that? |
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Yeah, that's my heart |
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Who will you dress up for |
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When I'm not around? |
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Who will you dress up for |
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When I'm not around? |
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What's that, what's that? |
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No that's my heartbeat |
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(Who will you dress up for) |
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What's that, what's that? |
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No, that's my heart |
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(When I'm not around?) |
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What's that, what's that? |
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No, that's my heartbeat |
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(Who will you dress up for) |
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What's that, what's that? |
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No, that's my heart |
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(When I'm not around?) |
