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Can you feel it, see it, hear it today? |
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If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway |
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You will never understand it cuz it happens too fast |
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And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass |
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It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright |
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It's so groovy, it's outta sight |
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You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet |
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But it makes no difference cuz it knocks you off your feet |
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You want it all but you can't have it |
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It's cryin', bleedin', lying on the floor |
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So you lay down on it and you do it some more |
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You've got to share it, so you dare it |
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Then you bare it and you tear it |
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You want it all but you can't have it |
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It's in your face but you can't grab it |
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It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin |
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It's magic, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win |
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It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain |
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It's sad it happened and it's a shame |
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You want it all but you can't have it |
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It's in your face but you can't grab it |
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What is it? |
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It's it |
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What is it? ... |
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It's it |
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What is it? ... |
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It's it |
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What is it? |
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It's it |
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What is it? |
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It's it |
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What is it? ... |
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It's it |
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What is it? ... |
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It's it |
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What is it? ... |
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You want it all but you can't have it |
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It's in your face but you can't grab it |
