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I cannot name this |
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I cannot explain this |
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And I really don't want to |
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Just call me shameless |
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I can't even slow this down |
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Let alone stop this |
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And I keep looking around |
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But I cannot top this |
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If I had any sense |
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I guess I'd fear this |
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I guess I'd keep it down |
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So no one would hear this |
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I guess I'd shut my mouth |
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And rethink a minute |
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But I can't shut it now |
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'Cause there's something in it |
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We're in a room without a door |
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And I am sure without a doubt |
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They're gonna wanna know how we got in here |
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They're gonna wanna know how we plan to get out |
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We better have a good explanation |
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For all the fun that we had |
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'Cause they are coming for us, baby |
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And they are going to be mad |
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They are going to be mad at us |
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This is my skeleton |
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This is the skin it's in |
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That is according to light |
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And gravity |
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I'll take off my disguise |
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The mask you met me in |
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Because I got something |
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For, for you to see |
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Just gimme your skeleton |
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Give me the skin it's in |
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Yeah baby, this is you |
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According to me |
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And I never avert my eyes |
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I never compromise |
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So never, nevermind |
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The poetry |
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We're in a room without a door |
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And I am sure without a doubt |
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They're gonna wanna know how we got in here |
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They're gonna wanna know how we plan to get out |
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We plan to get out |
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We better have a good explanation |
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For all the fun that we had |
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'Cause they are coming for us, baby |
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They are going to be mad |
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They are going to be mad at us |
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I gotta cover my butt 'cause I covet |
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Another man's wife |
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I got to divide my emotions |
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Between wrong and right |
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And then I get to see how close I can get to it |
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Without giving in |
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And then I get to rub up against it |
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Till I break the skin, rub up against it |
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Till I break the skin |
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Then they're gonna be mad at us |
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They're gonna be mad at me and you |
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They're gonna be mad at us |
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And all the things we wanna do |
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They're gonna be mad at us |
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They're gonna be at me and you |
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They're gonna be mad, mad, mad |
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Just please don't name this |
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Please don't explain this |
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Just blame it all on me |
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Say I was shameless |
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Say I couldn't slow it down |
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Let alone stop it |
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And say you just hung around |
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'Cause you couldn't top it |
