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I got two pale hands up against the window pane
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I'm shaking with the heat of my need again
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It starts in my feet, reverbs up to my brain
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There's nothing I can do to reverse the gain
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I'm looking down to the street below
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There's nothing in the way they move to show
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They too, know what I knew
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They too hunger for the beast below
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Listening to the radio I feel so out of place
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There's a certain something missing that the treble can't erase
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I know you can tell just by looking at my face
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A word about my weakness
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I'm totally addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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Totally addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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(Wow woah ho)
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There's nothing I can do to be cool
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I don't sleep till I've had my fuel
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It frustrates if I am deprived
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A hunger that grates from deep inside
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I feel like I'm doing time
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Imprisoned by dependence on a rhythm sublime
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In my mind I must overcome the need to define
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The solitary silence of a faceless crime
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Standing by the stereo I'm feeling so alone
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My back against a speaker and I'm moving on my own
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Surrounded by so many and they're staring at my face
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They're picking up my problem
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Totally addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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Totally addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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Your bassline is shooting up my spine
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Wow woah ho
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Your bassline has got me feeling fine
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It's filling up my mind
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Sunrise at my window, I look down on the street
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People I see everywhere are tapping their feet
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Suddenly I realise in a look that I was wrong
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Everybody's groovin' to their own song
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Down at the scene below
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There's something in the way they move to show
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They too, know what I know
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They too hunger for the beast below
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Rhythm's running over me to wash away my fears
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The backbeat of humanity sweetens my tears
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There's something that's connected us down throughout the years
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No need to feel so lonely, everyone's addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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Everyone's addicted to bass
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Wow woah ho
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Your bassline is shooting up my spine
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Your bassline
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Your bassline has got me feeling fine
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It's filling up my mind
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Your bassline is shooting up my spine
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Your bassline
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Your bassline has got me feeling fine
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It's filling up my mind...
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Addicted to bass
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