Don't try to be technology
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So I can turn up your love
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Like some cold machine
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Don't feed me scraps from your bed
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I won't be the stray coming back
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Just to be fed
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Don't be waves
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Come to seal my fate marine
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Just pretend
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That you want me
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And be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would be my bait
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(Be my...)
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Well don't be that note i can't hold
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Well don't be that joke that I told and told 'til it got old
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Don't be that hand 'round my throat so I can't breathe
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Say you're my friend but why won't you be my family?
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And if you breed
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Just don't tell me
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And be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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(We would celebrate when you got my ring)
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(Our love cool in the rage of a sun)
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(If you want me, I'm available)
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(So take your time and arrange)
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To be my serene
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(Turn me on) Tell me you know what I mean
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(Prove me wrong) You've set on me but you were not the sun
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And you will not listen(How do you know what I am?)
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(Burn it down) Outside your cold lips again
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(Come around) You've set on me but you were not the sun
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You will not listen
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Just pretend that you love me
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And be my bait, would you be my bait?
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Would you be my bait, Would you be my bait?
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Would you be my bait, Would you be my bait
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Would you be my bait, would you be my bait
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Would you be my. . .
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Not The Sun
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