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What it comes down to |
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What could ever take your place |
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What it comes down to |
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Honey what could take your place |
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Not a song |
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Not a thousand strong |
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You will not be turned away |
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Will it come soon |
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The voice in the corner of the room |
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The hissing head by the bed |
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I spit back but it just laughs |
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And then attacks |
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And I reach for you |
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Every devil in this house |
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Wants to have it out |
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But i can reach for you |
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Not in song but with real arms warm |
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And not be turned away |
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I can turn and turn i can turn |
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And still be facing the wrong way |
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And you grab me by the belt |
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And spin me you spin me |
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And we're dancing again |
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Dancing again |
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Every devil in this house |
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Wants to have it out |
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But i can reach for you |
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Every devil in this house |
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Tries to call me out |
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But i can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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I can reach for you |
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And not be turned away |
