L.A. lights never shine quite as bright as in the movies
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Still wanna go
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There's something here
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In the way, in the way that we're constantly moving
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Reminds you of home
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So you've taken these pills
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For to fill up your soul
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And your drinking them down with cheap alcohol
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I might be inclined to be yours for the taken
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And part of this terrible mess that you're making
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But me, I'm the catalyst
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When you say love is a simple chemical reaction
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Can't say I agree
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Cuz my chemical, yeah, left me a beautiful disaster
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Still love's all I see
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So I'm taking these pills for to fill up my soul
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And I'm drinking them down with cheap alcohol
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And you'd be inclined to be mine for the taking
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You're part of this terrible mess that I'm making
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But you, you're the catalyst
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You'll be the thing
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You'll be the pain
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You'll be the star
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You'll be the road, rolling below
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The wheels of a car
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And all of the thoughts, oh god
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Don't know if I'm strong enough now
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You'll be the thing
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You'll be the pain
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You'll be the
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Catalyst
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These L.A. lights, no no,
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They don't shine quite as bright as back in Frisco
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Do you wanna go?
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Still wanna go
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Catalyst
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Anna Nalick |