| Doesn’t make any sense to you
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| When I do everything you tell me not to do When you turn the corner you built for me You can bet it’s way too good to be true
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| So you say, you can see through the cracks of my pain
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| There’s a satellite image like a map of my brain, my brain
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| Too many voices telling the ones that need to be
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| I, I must turn it down, turn it down
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| Turn it down, turn it down
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| Everyone’s gonna get their chance
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| So there’s no need to feel lost
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| Storm the crowd, turn me off, turn me off
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| Turn me off, turn me off
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing
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| Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing
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| Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
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| If that’s all you really wanted to be Better brace yourself for the hurricane we deliver
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| Best prepare for the winter
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| We can wake up at (?) beat the fury in our heads
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| We’ll be running downstream while you’re swimming up river
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| It’ll make you shiver
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| Too many voices telling the ones that need to be
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| I, I must turn it down, turn it down
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| Turn it down, turn it down
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| Everyone’s gonna get their chance
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| So there’s no need to feel lost
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| Storm the crowd, turn me off, turn me off
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| Turn me off, turn me off
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing
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| Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing
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| Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
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| You pray I’ll stay in the sun
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| But that’s not what I’m made of That’s not what I’m made of Now you say, I’m not sweet enough to talk
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| But I still got sugar, I still got sugar
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| I still got sugar, I still got sugar
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing
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| Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
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| You best be believing, best be believing
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| Best be believing, best be believing |