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Ooooh... |
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Burn in the distance, |
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I can see the shape--it won't be long 'til you taste salt with me |
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I heard the wind whisper something to my mind |
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I feel feverish a little, it starts beneath my skin |
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It's the moment before when something stops and something begins, I can taste salt on your skin |
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I have found another place to play |
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And slowly and steadily, I am falling away |
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And so I'm finding I'm getting the right things |
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And finally you are losing your head |
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I always wanted to taste the bittersweet and you're swept away. |
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Ooooh... |
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Birds and bees, torment me and use my shape |
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On other matters bring me air to breathe and let me feel salt in my hair |
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And I feel feverish, a little it starts beneath my skin |
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It's the moment where the fear digs in... Yeah, I can taste salt on your skin |
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You have found a better place to play |
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And slowly and steadily we are, falling away |
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And I'm finding I'm getting the right things |
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And finally you are losing your head |
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You always wanted to the taste the bittersweet and you're swept away |
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Oh, I will be rolled over and over |
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You're getting pulled down underwater |
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And as the bittersweet digs in, I can taste salt on your skin. |
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Ooooh... |
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I can taste salt on your skin! (repeat four times) |