I want your silent parts
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The parts the birds love
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I know there's such a place
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I had my back turned
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You didn't realize
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I'm lonely
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You lack the things
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To which I relate
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But I see no harm
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Come wait, come wait, come wait
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It's over.
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One...two...three...do me
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When I'm feeling lazy, it's probably because,
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I'm saving all my energy to pick up when you move into my airspace
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You move into my airspace
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And something's coming over me, I see you in the doorway
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I can't control the part of me that swells up when you move into my airspace
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You move into my airspace
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But each night, I bury my love around you...
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You're linked to my innocence
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This is a concept
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This is a bracelet
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This isn't no intervention
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This isn't you yet
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What you thought was such a conquest
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You're hair is so pretty and red
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Baby, baby you're really the best...
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Can I get there this way?
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I think so
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We should take a trip now to see new places
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I'm sick of this town
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I see my face has changed.
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Say hello, say hello, to the angels.
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Say Hello To The Angels
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