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Inside my insecurities I hide my imperfections |
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I find my blurred realty inviting. |
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Getting lost and being chancy and get off on rejection |
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[Chorus:] |
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I only feel alive |
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When I can't have it |
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God I want it |
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Need it |
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Breath it |
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My addiction |
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So wrong that's why I like it, taste it, crave it |
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My affliction |
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The loving |
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The waiting |
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The thrill of going crazy |
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It's my next obsession |
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If feel these vacancies of mine with unhealthy fascinations |
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It's so clear I'm never satisfied |
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It's blinding |
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Too late |
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No matter how I try |
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To unbreak my fixation |
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[Repeat Chorus:] |
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Suffocating in the sensation |
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And it's irrational |
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Ooh ooh |
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Can't have it |
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I want it |
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I need it |
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I breath it |
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The loving |
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The waiting |
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It's driving me crazy |
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Can't have it |
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God I want it |
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Need it |
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Breath it |
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My addiction |
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So wrong that's why I like it |
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Taste it |
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Crave it |
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My affliction |
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The loving |
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The waiting |
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The thrill of going crazy |
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It's my next |
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ooh-ooh |
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Can't have it |
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God I want it |
|
Need it |
|
Breath it |
|
My addiction |
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So wrong that's why I like it |
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Taste it |
|
Crave it |
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My affliction |
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The loving |
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The waiting |
|
The thrill of going crazy |
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It's my next obsession |
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Woah-woah |
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Yeah |
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The loving |
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The waiting |
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The thrill of going crazy |
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It's my next |
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Obsession |
