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Used to be a bad thing! |
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See all the colors in your eyes |
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See them flowing out to mine |
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Hear a drum beat loud inside |
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Every time you touch me |
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I think I wanna get to know |
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This feel good punch drunk strange reaction |
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Hear so much talk of it in life |
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A sensation that can blind |
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An emotion once you find |
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You won't want to let go |
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This time |
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I wanna know for sure |
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I think I've got that thing inside me |
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Sometimes |
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I wonder if |
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I should Sometimes |
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I wonder if |
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I could Sometimes |
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I stop 'cause this thing called love yeah |
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Used to be a bad thing! |
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Feel all my chemicals divide |
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As they turn from black to white |
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Am I coming back to life? |
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Is it all returning? |
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This time |
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I gotta know for sure, |
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I think I'll trust this strange reaction |
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This time |
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I wanna get it on and let someone inside me, baby |
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Sometimes |
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I wanna know if you're right |
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Sometimes |
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I gotta know what to do |
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Sometimes |
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I start to feel that it's alright |
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I feel it so warm inside |
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But I can stil hide myself from the bright light ' |
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Cause this love thing that you do |
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Used to be a bad thing! |
