The lines fade away they disappear
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the colour of your lips wants to move on
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so now
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the one you are looking for
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is the one without a soul
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I need no reasons to feel your wave inside
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so hold on
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the only thing you have to know
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is I see your make-up
|
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Scratch the pitch
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and fool me around
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the time뭩 gone
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and no
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Don뭪 forget
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where you are coming from
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hide your make-up
|
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If pain and mania
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show us what we are
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I draw your skin and push you way too far
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멵os tonight
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I뭢 the one you뭨e looking for
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one more time feeding your soul
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Between the devil and the deep blue sea
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we fly
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멵os there in the sand of our shore
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lies your fear
|
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Scratch the pitch
|
and fool me around
|
the time뭩 gone
|
and no
|
Don뭪 forget
|
where you are coming from
|
hide your make-up
|
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Scratch the pitch
|
and fool me around
|
when you뭨e laughing
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Scratch The Pitch
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| Guano Apes |
