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I feel watched and worth the sight |
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Living for the looking for |
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I feel touched and worth the weight |
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But I won't wait for long |
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So if you stand right by my sides |
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I'll show you what I'm looking for |
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You have to stand right in my sights |
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I won't wait for long |
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In the days I'm looking back upon |
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I'm bouncing from the buzz I'm on |
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But it's just a heartbeat |
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It won't be for long |
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And I've made myself the victorious one |
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And I'm bouncing from the buzz I'm on |
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But it's just a heartbeat |
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It won't be for long |
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So it was late one night one year |
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I saw what I was looking for |
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It was late one night one year |
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Through African lawns |
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I saw the leopard in its cloak |
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Walking through the underground |
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And from that and the days on I had the world |
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In the days I'm looking back upon |
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I'm bouncing from the buzz I'm on |
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But it's just a heartbeat |
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It won't be for long |
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And I've made myself the victorious one |
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And I'm bouncing from the buzz I'm on |
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But it's just a heartbeat |
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It won't be for long |
