With my hands under my belt, and my neck so slightly turned
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The scenery's in for the fireworks
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but like some shadow, you kept following me
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Or like some sickness or some discomforting disease
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You try to get under my skin
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And poison me from within
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But when cities fall they
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Build them back much taller than they were
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Is this love contagious
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Well if you really want to know
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I never felt the way you did so oh let this go
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There's a difference to our opinions
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And a chemical imbalance
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Terrible with boys
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You're so terrible with people
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You could be a killer valentine
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With a broken heart and bloody knife
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But I hope you never really ever go that far
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Don't let this go to your head
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I told you once before that there's
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Really no good reason
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You want a reason
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The Real Version Of You
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| Chasing Victory |
