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I can't talk me out of this |
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I don't even wanna try |
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Call it bliss or ignorance |
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If this kills me what a way to die |
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She gets me every time |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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It may cut me like a knife |
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She's got me wrapped around her finger |
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'Til I'm believin' all her lies |
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Though I'm flyin' high tonight |
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I may wake up on the ground |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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But she's lovin' me now |
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I'm attracted to the heat |
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I guess I love to play with fire |
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The more she keeps on burnin' me |
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The more that I give in to my desire |
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Up here walkin' on the wire |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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It may cut me like a knife |
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She's got me wrapped around her finger |
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'Til I'm believin' all her lies |
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Though I'm flyin' high tonight |
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I may wake up on the ground |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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But she's lovin' me now |
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She takes me down |
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(And I love it when she does) |
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When she comes around |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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It may cut me like a knife |
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She's got me wrapped around her finger |
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'Til I'm believin' all her lies |
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Though I'm flyin' high tonight |
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I may wake up on the ground |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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But she's lovin' me now |
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She may be leavin' me later |
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But she's lovin' me now |
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Thanks to f |