Breathing hard. Static on the line. I'll never get enough.
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Emptiness of telephonic sex.
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I imagine you undressing and I can barely stand.
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[Chorus]
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Turn down the lights (Turn down the lights)
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Your mouth turns me to rust
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So let's unwind (So let's unwind)
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You can't escape the hotline
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Take your picture. Bite you on the neck. It's all I wanna do.
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Secretly romancing the recluse.
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There is no touch. I am dead inside. This is all that's left.
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[Chorus]
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Where are you now?
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I need your voice.
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Cause I've been wrapped up tight and spending all my nights...
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There's not enough.
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[Chorus x2]
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You can't stop now I'm almost...
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You can't stop now I'm almost there!
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The Hotline
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| Emanuel |
