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Take me down to where you think I belong. |
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You can't rescue me, you ain't that strong. |
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You don't know no better, |
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I'm not gonna tell you any better. |
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Can you turn this pale water to wine? |
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If you can do that, I think we'll be fine. |
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But you can raise a sinner. |
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And it's not me, but honesty, that's died. |
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Blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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Your body's sending questions to answers |
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You can't give or cannot get. |
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If you throw me a line, I'll only drag you in, |
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This is New York City and the ice is thin. |
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Keep your eyes open up all night, |
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I'll be gone by the morning, it strikes daylight. |
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You believe in faith and now you think their lies. |
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I never meant to hurt a soul alive. |
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I'm still searching for what you can give, |
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The further I wander, the less I know what it is. |
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Blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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My body's sending promises that I cannot keep. |
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Well we are blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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Your body's sending questions to answers, |
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You can't give or cannot get. |
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Blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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My body's sending promises that I cannot keep. |
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Well we are blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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Your body's sending questions to answers, |
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You can't give or cannot get. |
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Blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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My body's sending promises that I cannot keep. |
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Well we are blurry lines between love and sin. |
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Can't tell me to stop when I begin. |
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Your body's sending questions to answers, |
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You can't give or cannot get. |
