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My hands are ice |
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It's out of my control |
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It's a change of heights, see |
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I wandered off the road |
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But the superstition |
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Gotta loosen up the rope, see |
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If there's a vision |
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You gotta let it show |
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But I'm looking in the mirror |
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I'm in the middle |
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Staying alive |
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I'm trying not to fear her |
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There's too much static |
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She's hard to fight |
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I'm hanging the receiver |
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I'll call you later |
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I need to save her |
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And baby if you see her |
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Tell her you love her |
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So what is coming? |
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It's out of my control |
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You see I've got no power |
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It's just electrical cords |
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But there's a superstition |
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Hang on to the hope |
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See if there's a vision |
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You've gotta let it show |
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I'm looking in the mirror |
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I'm in the middle |
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Staying alive |
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I'm trying not to fear her |
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There's too much static |
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She's hard to fight |
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I'm hanging the receiver |
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I'll call you later |
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I need to save her |
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And baby if you see her |
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Tell her you love her |
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It's many faces I have seen |
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Many ways in which I've loved |
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Bandaged up the broken dove (Tell her you love her, tell her you love her) |
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But I still believe that it can soar |
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I believe that in my core |
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Or tell me what are we here for? |
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I'm looking in the mirror |
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I'm in the middle |
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Staying alive |
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I'm trying not to fear her |
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There's too much static |
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She's hard to fight |
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I'm hanging the receiver |
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I'll call you later |
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I need to save her |
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And baby if you see her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Oh, tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Oh, tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Tell her you love her |
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Oh, tell her you love her |
