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Take me back to the ocean, |
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Feel warm sand beneath your feet, |
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Emotion -- escaping from reality, |
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If I could only begin to explain |
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All my flaws, all my fears |
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All my stupid mistakes, |
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Could you still see past all the things I hide away |
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And my poor choice of words? |
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But you were smiling anyway |
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Wake me up in the morning |
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Slept till late afternoon |
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My dreams are dark and twisted |
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But tonight I'm dreaming of you, |
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Snuck in through your window |
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Broken glass cut my skin |
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Bled close to death with you all night |
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But I still don't regret a thing |
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I have a habit of pushing my luck |
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If I just play this cool it might pay off for once |
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As we lay intertwined you broke silence with talk asking |
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"Baby, do you think of me?" |
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"Baby, do you think of me?" |
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Yeah all the time, like every night |
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The look in your eye |
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You hung on every line |
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When I poured my heart out |
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But you took it every time |
