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The palpitating beast that beats within my battered breast |
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Burning and bedeviling, not allowing any rest |
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The thunder in my mind reflects the storm within my heart |
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A blasting, blaring sound that tears my soul apart |
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If this is love, who needs it? |
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There's a tender, tempting feeling that is growing in my mind |
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Soothing and caressing a part of me, that's blind |
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A warming worm that's mellowing and eating my resolve |
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Changing and challenging my cold heart to dissolve |
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If this is love, I want it |
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Now, a flaming, flaring fire I feel, has trapped me in it's trance |
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Flashing and flickering and forcing me to dance |
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I'm raised by its pure energy, aborning me anew |
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Blinding but enlightening, I know the fire is you |
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If this is love, ohh, I want it |
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If this is love, I want it |
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If this is what love is like, ohh, yes, I need it |
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Ohh, if this is what love is like, I wanna have a taste of it |
