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It keeps turning me. |
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Upside down. |
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It keeps pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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Love is like gravity. |
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It pulls me down equally. |
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And draws me back every time. |
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This love is a heavy kind. |
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That love is my enemy. |
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I keep it close. Close to me. |
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And I forget the pain it caused. |
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It's better to have loved and lost. |
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This love has no alibi. |
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Still it feeds my appetite. |
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It keeps turning me. |
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Upside down. |
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It keeps pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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It keeps turning me. |
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Upside down. |
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It keeps pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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One and one is always two. |
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I apologize for how I treated you. |
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Nonetheless, I believe. |
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That this will be the death of me. |
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Sunrise, and nightfall. |
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I'm back behind. Behind it all. |
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And I will wait, I will take my time. |
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Patience is a friend of mine. |
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Your love has no alibi. |
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Still I fuel my appetite. |
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It keeps turning me. |
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Upside down. |
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You keep pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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It keeps turning me. |
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Upside down. |
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It keeps pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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Well, consequence haunting me. |
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Still I follow helplessly. |
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It keeps turning me, yeah! |
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Upside down. |
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You keep pulling me. |
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Underground. |
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It keeps turning me, yeah! |
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Upside down. |
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Oh, you keep pulling me, yeah! |
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Underground. |