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Joined at the soul with a pair of headphones |
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We need nobody to let ourselves go |
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Always on my side as we rock a stage show |
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In an ocean of music we move with the flow |
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Her hand in my hand I don't wanna let go |
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A partner in life on this mean old road |
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We got the wind on our back that blows |
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We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow |
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Joined at the soul with a pair of headphones |
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We need nobody to let ourselves go |
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Always on my side as we rock a stage show |
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In an ocean of music we move with the flow |
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Her hand in my hand I don't wanna let go |
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A partner in life on this mean old road |
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We got the wind on our back that blows |
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We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow |
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We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow |
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Well it started with a chat with the lips, |
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But why is it so I'm intrigued? |
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Does my heart understand do its feelings exist, |
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Fits in with all my beliefs, |
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I'm not as strong as I'd like to believe, |
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An impulse I cannot control, |
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My feelings are something I thought I could leave, |
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To keep and come back as a whole |
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It's inevitable and understandable that my body feels this way, |
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I feel no inhibitions yet the contradictions of my feelings lead me astray, |
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Well I understand that I cannot deny my, |
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Human instinct that lies inside |
