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You've applied the pressure |
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To have me crystalised |
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And you've got the faith |
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That I could bring paradise |
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I'll forgive and forget |
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Before I'm paralyzed |
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Do I have to keep up the pace |
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To keep you satisfied |
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Things have gotten closer to the sun |
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And I've done things in small doses |
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So don't think that I'm pushing you away |
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When you're the one that I've kept closest |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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You don't move slow |
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Taking steps in my directions |
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The sound resounds, echo |
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Does it lessen your affection |
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No |
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You say I'm foolish |
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For pushing this aside |
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But burn down our home |
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I won't leave alive |
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Glaciers have melted to the sea |
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I wish the tide would take me over |
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I've been down on my knees |
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And you just keep on getting closer |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Ahh, ahh, ahh |
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Placid as I melt into the sea |
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(Things have gotten closer to the sun) |
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I wish the tide would take me over |
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(And I've done things in small doses) |
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I've been down onto my knees |
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(So don't think that I'm pushing you away) |
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And you just keep on getting closer |
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(When you're the one that I've kept closest) |
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Go slow |
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Go slow |
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Go slow |
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Go slow |
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Go slow |
