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I'm not the one to complain of bad dreams |
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It's like disease, but without a life |
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It's all a scene with this great directive |
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That we're all lost and we're stuck in time |
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We feel alone in a strange blue ocean |
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And we're all scared as death to die |
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I'm not the one to admit it's helpless |
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I have a sense that we will be alright |
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I wish for peace with electric silence |
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To keep our hearts beating on our minds |
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And we will see that we're all connected |
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When we awake to the tunnel's light |
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Suit up, boys, we're on vacation |
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With endless stay and reservations |
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Saddest girls who will await while dying inside |
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How will they get by? |
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Suit up, boys, we're on vacation |
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With endless stay and reservations |
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Saddest girls who will await while dying inside |
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How will they get by? |
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Suit up, boys, that's right, it's the weekend |
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Get down, girls, and dance with your best friend |
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Show yourselves, and take what you ask for |
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Let it go, no fights on the dance floor |
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Suit up, boys, that's right, it's the weekend |
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Get down, girls, and dance with your best friend |
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Show yourselves, and take what you ask for |
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Let it go, no fights on the dance floor |
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Suit up, boys, that's right, it's the weekend |
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(The night gets better) |
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Get down, girls, and dance with your best friend |
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(Move together) |
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Show yourselves, and take what you ask for |
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(Kiss like flowers) |
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Let it go, no fights on the dance floor |
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(Songs get louder) |
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Suit up, boys, that's right, it's the weekend |
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(The night gets better, so wonderful) |
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Get down, girls, and dance with your best friend |
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(They move together, so colorful) |
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Show yourselves, and take what you ask for |
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(Kiss like flowers, pheromones) |
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Let it go, no fights on the dance floor |
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(Songs get louder, so natural) |
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The night gets better, the wait so wonderful |
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They move together and dance so colorful |
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And kiss like flowers that breathe with pheromones |
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Songs get louder, it feels so natural |
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The night gets better, the wait so wonderful |
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They move together and dance so colorful |
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And kiss like flowers that breathe with pheromones |
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Songs get louder, it feels so natural |
