I want to hold you
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Till the mountains turn into sand.
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Oh my god what happened to all those days?
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Before we were bruised
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Before we were cut loose
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To drown in your waves.
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I can’t breathe
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Underwater like I used to,
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Before I met you.
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ooohhh!
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I just can’t remember
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January straight through December.
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My collective memory are in shambles,
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And so are my scruples.
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I’m outside your window
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Throwing bricks at the moon.
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I can’t breathe
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Underwater like I used to
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Before I met you.
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ooohhh!
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Doo Right
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| Man Man |
