Walking on thin ice, I'm paying the price
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For throwing the dice in the air
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Why must we learn it the hard way
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And play the game of life with your heart
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I gave you my knife, you gave me my life
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Like a gush of wind in my hair
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Why do we forget what's been said
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And play the game of life with your hearts
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Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
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Ooh, ahooh
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Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
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I may cry some day
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But the tears will dry whichever way
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And when our hearts return to ashes
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It'll be just a story, it'll be just a story
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Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
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Ooh, ahooh
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Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
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Ooh, ahooh
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Walking On Thin Ice
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| Tila Tequila |
