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I still remember you |
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Hug me like a picture frame |
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While I'm staring in your eyes |
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My mind's still in the memory |
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Turfed like I'm a bulletproof |
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My heart's playing halo games |
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Knowing that when you and I collide |
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I'll give you everything |
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When I try to run away you make me think of fight back |
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And I don't think that I've ever had a feeling like that |
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Oh your love is not fiction |
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It's the realest I've seen |
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But you don't even know what you're doing to me, yeah |
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You, you |
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Don't know you're setting off a fuse, fuse |
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You make me wanna break the rules |
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Come put your hands on my piano |
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You, you |
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No you ain't got nothing to prove, prove |
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You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
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So put your hands on my piano |
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Who said I wanna lose |
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Subtle how you say my name |
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Acting like I'm in control |
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I fall, you're taking over me |
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Lost baby here's the truth |
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I'm blind folded in your maze |
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Bodies going in the dark, and art, it's all that I ever need |
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When I try to run away you make me think of fight back |
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And I don't think that I've ever had a feeling like that |
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Oh your love is not fiction |
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It's the realest I've seen |
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But you don't even know what you're doing to me, yeah |
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You, you |
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Don't know you're setting off a fuse, fuse |
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You make me wanna break the rules |
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Come put your hands on my piano |
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You, you |
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No you ain't got nothing to prove, prove |
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You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
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So put your hands on my piano |
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Looking for a way but I can't go |
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Cause babe I even see you with my eyes closed |
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Babe I even see you with my eyes closed |
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Looking for a reason but I got none |
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Cause secretly I don't think that I want one |
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Honestly I don't think that I want one |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Don't know what you do to |
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You, you |
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Don't know you're setting off a fuse, fuse |
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You make me wanna break the rules |
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Come put your hands on my piano |
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You, you |
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No you ain't got nothing to prove, prove |
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You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
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So put your hands on my piano |
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You, you |
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Don't know you're setting off a fuse, fuse |
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You make me wanna break the rules |
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Come put your hands on my piano |
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You, you |
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No you ain't got nothing to prove, prove |
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You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
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So put your hands on my piano |
