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I was frozen there |
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Paralyzed and floating in the air |
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Or I thought |
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Cause no one really knows |
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I couldn't stop |
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So I wanted her |
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To feel the breeze |
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Just blowing through the trees |
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A ghost |
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Of something in our love we don't yet know |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We waited centuries to throw up our hands |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We dance we dance |
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Oh everything is debatable |
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everything is debatable |
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So I waited there |
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Burdened by some things I shouldn't have |
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Cared about |
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I brushed them off |
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And dug my heart back out |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We waited centuries to throw up our hands |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We dance we dance |
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Oh everything is debatable |
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everything is debatable |
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I seem kinda strange |
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I saw the other side |
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Floating around in the room |
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I realized |
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You thought I'd look the same |
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Despite some flashing lights |
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Floating around over you |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We waited centuries to throw up our hands |
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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance |
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We dance we dance |
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Oh everything is debatable |
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I saw the other side |
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The other side and beyond, oh |
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Everything is debatable |
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Everything is debatable |
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Everything is debatable |
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Debatable |
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Everything is |