Hold your breath, baby.
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We have to make our hearts sit still.
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Hold your tongue, honey,
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The things we know could unleash hell.
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Patch me up, my skin is so tight around my chest, my heart is leaping out.
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I feel my imagination playing like a movie in my eyes,
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It¡¯s got me firmly by the sleeve.
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Hold your breath baby, we have to make our hearts sit still.
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I swear they¡¯re beating so loud that anyone could tell
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We¡¯re keeping every thought to ourselves in case we mention how we feel.
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Hold your tongue honey, the things we know could unleash hell.
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I see your imagination shimmer in the way that you move,
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Hardly afraid that anyone could see.
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We¡¯re caught up in the moment, it¡¯s got us now, and you¡¯ve got me by the collar.
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What are you waiting for?
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Pull me in.
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We saw the warning signs too late, and we¡¯re too far gone.
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Please don¡¯t remind me of reality now,
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I¡¯ve been pretending for days by now,
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My god, it must have been days.
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One Hundred
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| Hands Like Houses |
