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Naked between the doors |
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Questions to fill the holes |
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Was there an accident or was that what you meant? |
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I only wading in the waters of a sentiment |
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So relax your castle gaze |
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Don't give so many letters to the ones you hate |
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They can't relate |
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It's true, you're beautiful |
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But I'll never change your face again |
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'Cause you're aging with experience of never lasting plastic prints |
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Next to him I think I'd take you first |
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It's understandable but not enough to make it work |
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I'd love to put my hands all over what I think is undercover |
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Even though I wouldn't be the first |
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No promise to ease the tension |
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Left over from conversation |
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The chemistry is accurate |
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Pressed against immaculate |
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Maybe I should stay |
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Gone again, such a world class pleasure |
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To be here feels so right and I know I'm not special |
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Gone today, should have known better |
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I guess it's the price we pay for such a world class pleasure |
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If you ever fall short of excellent |
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And surely the time will come |
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We'll retrace the lines in hesitance |
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We're turning all the years to pass |
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You shouldn't wait so, shouldn't wait so ... |
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Long tonight for such a world class pleasure |
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To be here feels so right and I know I'm not special |
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Gone today, should have known better |
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Picking the price to pay for such a world class pleasure |