She is benediction
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She is addicted to thee
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She is the root connection
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She is connecting with he
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Here I go and I don't know why
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I fell so ceaselessly
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could it be he's taking over me...
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[Chorus:]
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I'm dancing barefoot
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Heading for a spin
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Some strange music draws me in
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Makes me come on like some heroin/e
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She is sublimation
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She is the essence of thee
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She is concentrating on
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He, who is chosen by she
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Here I go and I don't know why
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I spin so ceaselessly, Could it be he's taking over me...
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[Chorus]
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She is re-creation
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She, intoxicated by thee
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She has the slow sensation that
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He is levitating with she...
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Here I go and I don't know why,
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I spin so ceaselessly,
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'til I lose my sense of gravity...
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[Chorus]
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(oh god I fell for you...)
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The plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
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The mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself
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Grave visitations
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What is it that calls to us?
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Why must we pray screaming?
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Why must not death be redefined?
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We shut our eyes we stretch out our arms
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And whirl on a pane of glass
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An afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
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The hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women.
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(Oh God I fell for you...)
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Dancing Barefoot
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| Simple Minds |
