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[Verse 1] |
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It takes a beaten up animal to put em away |
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Rushing me around and sending me astray |
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Don't you lie to me, yes we finally |
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Got a handle on the doors we open and shut |
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Packing up my suitcase, cause I'm going far away |
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I'm going to a place where the credit cards |
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Don't decline on me, yes we finally |
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Got a handle on the doors we open and shut |
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[Chorus] |
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She took her time |
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Took my mind |
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But forget mine |
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Me in my frame of mind |
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We took our time |
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But she took mine |
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[Verse 2] |
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We're remotely secluded in this far away place |
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Heading to a land where everything is okay |
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Don't think suddenly that you and me |
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Got a handle on the doors we open and shut |
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Can you take a little time ego balance your ways |
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Cause everything we do and put it on display |
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Maybe you and me are a little the same |
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So what do you think of what we've made? |
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[Chorus] |
