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She's out of her mind |
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Like the wind in the storm |
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Oh, like the ocean in the dawn |
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As it disappears, with the riptide |
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She's out of her mind |
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She's pulled away by the moon |
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She's ripped from her sleep |
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As the cold luna sweep gains control |
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Ooohhh, what you gonna do with your emotions |
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Ah, ones you barely recognize |
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In your sleep i heard your screaming, ooohhh |
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"this is not voluntary! this is not voluntary! |
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If this is life i'd rather die!" |
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In the riptide, in the riptide |
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She's out of her mind, riptide |
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Like a muscle that swells |
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You know when you trip |
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Whether you're well or sick, your body aches |
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She's out with the tide |
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Gone to a prisoner's dance |
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Where a monkey's her date |
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Eating limbs off a plate with a spoon |
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Ooohhh, what you gonna do with your emotions |
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Said the seagull to the loon |
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What you gonna do with your emotions |
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She said "please wake me up" |
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She said "don't touch me now" |
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She said "i wish i was dead" |
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With the riptide |
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She's out of her mind |
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Riptide, you always win |
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It happens over and over again |
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Riptide |
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She's out of her mind |
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Like a hurricane's rain |
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She does not stand a chance |
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At this luna dance, riptide |
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I was thinking of van gogh's last painting |
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The wheatfields and the crows |
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Is that perhaps what you've been feeling |
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When you see the ground |
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As you fall from the shy |
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As the floors disappears from beneath your feet riptide |
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She's going out of her mind |
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Out with the tide |
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Out of her mind |
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Riptide |
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She's going out of her mind |
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With the riptide |
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She's going out of her mind |
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Ah, riptide |
