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I don't want to sell you |
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I don't want to buy you |
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Feed you |
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Feed on you |
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Have you |
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Lose you |
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Force you |
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I don't want to have to |
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But it's you in slow-mo, it's you in the stream |
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It's you in real life and you in the dream |
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It's always you |
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It's always you |
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And every small thing turns into a big one |
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Like a roller coaster ride, but tell me when it's done |
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Spring |
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Summer came and left again |
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I see the sun and I know it's eating |
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And you're in the air and you're in my head |
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You're in every part of me, and it's okay |
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It's always you |
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It's always you |
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And when we meet on a rusty morning (By the sea or in the Peoples Park) |
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You will tell me the monster's crawling (In your legs, poisoning your heart) |
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So what, what are my hands for, if not keeping you steady? |
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So what if your head is sore, I'm here, you're not alone |
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But it's out of my hands |
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It's out of my hands |
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It's always you |
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It's always you |
