(with Ed Sheeran, originally by Chase & Status)
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I am a man with a heavy heart,
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and I dare not tear the pages
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Fighting with automatic self destruction
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I...
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It's a blind faith
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A cruel waste
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One bitter taste
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So I know why I can't fight this sweet sensation
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Listen music that we play, somehow gets glued to your brain
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I'm the future when I'm in the boost I'm like I'm living in 3008
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This music gave me a lane to ride in, but there aint' cars in the sky yet, so hold tight
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Because I'm in flight like a plane with a [?] of a lion
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You know why? Because I got pole bars hard like crowbars
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you can't gamble with no cards
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what d'you wanna call it then you get stung like a phone charge
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Music mentally uses me like a sailor might use sonar
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to find where the flows are, upon an ocean floor that's so dark
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Sweet sensation
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The music that we play
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Will ease your mind
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Sweet sensation
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Listen, listen, the music that we play
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Will ease your mind
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My heart falls heavy, like a bankers belly
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But when I'm writing songs, I'm happy like chunk when you got away from the Portellies
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And there's a musical vibe that usually moves inside of my mind
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Therefore I've got a fortune already, and I ain't even talking in pennies
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So ride on, my faith is blind like a man who requires a guide dog
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And life's wrong, but I stride on regardless of anything I am strong
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I got all that I need in a mic and a beat to see how alive I can be
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And I got sweet sensation inside of me, because my mind's ease
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I am a man with a heavy heart,
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and I dare not tear the pages
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Fighting with automatic self destruction
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I...
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It's a blind faith
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A cruel waste
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One bitter taste
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So I know why I can't fight this sweet sensation
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Listen, I wanna say rest in peace, for children murdered on U.K. streets
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when a country wages a war there's a war going on in our very own streets
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And I say that life's too short, to end up in the morgue or a court
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So why not give music a fall and use it to dive like a hawk
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Listen, we all get down in the dumps
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but when they hear the melody and base line pump
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I feel my heart rate jump through the roof and then I run loose on my tongue
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Confer with Morpheus if you need proof I'm the one
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Or I'll put my heart on the scales to prove that my cardiac muscle weighs more than a ton
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Sweet sensation
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The music that we play
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Will ease your mind
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Sweet sensation
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Listen, listen, the music that we play
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Will ease your mind
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I am a man with a heavy heart,
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And I dare not tear the pages
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Fighting with automatic self destruction
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It's a blind faith
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A cruel waste
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One bitter taste
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So I know why I can't fight this sweet sensation.
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Blind Faith
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| Devlin |
