| She said she doesn't wanna get a reputation
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| A sweet, sweet smile is not an open invitation
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| She wants respect for all the ladders she's climbed
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| She doesn't want to be classified
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| He's a shirt and tie who's afraid of commitment
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| A desk jockey who had a good standard of living
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| Likes, laugh, love but we'll pay the price
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| He cleans up well but he's all so nice
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| Time stands still for no one
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| So get up off your knees
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| Stand still for no one
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| And no one's greed
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up
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| She's done well for herself, a chess-grade-a
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| She tried love once but it just got in the way
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| Got the high-held hands and the house on the hill
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| She swapped her social life for a sleeping pill
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| He's married now but he still goes wild
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| His wife's at home, expect the third child
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| He said, the perfect life is just a matter of time
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| He knows what he wants if he can make up his mind
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| Time stands still for no one
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| So get up off your knees
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| Stand still for no one
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| And no one's greed
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up
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| Ah, keine Instagram-Romanze
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| Zurechtgerückt und orchestriert, im echten Leben
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| Kommt es vor, dass ich nicht immer dein Held bin, du
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| Hältst mir den Rücken frei und hier alles zusammen, bis ich wieder komm'
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| Egal, wie kompliziert, du sagst, es wird schon, dis ist unser Job
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| Ich halt' den Kopf raus, schieb' hier Filme, als hätt' ich nicht schon genug gechillt
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| Verkacke was und fuck dich ab und frag' dich, warum du nicht willst
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| Du sollst dich auf mich verlassen können, ich will da sein
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| Doch tu' als wüsst' ich nicht, dass du mich von heut auf morgen verlassen könntest
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| Ich hab' nie gelernt auch anzukommen, musst' immer weiter rennen
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| Fühl' mich gleich eingegrenzt von allem, ich verlang' von dir kein Verständnis
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| Geb' mein Bestes, ich will nix mehr hinterfragen
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| Denn die Zeit, sie läuft, und vielleicht willst du nicht mehr warten, keine Ahnung
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up
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| Is it love, is it love, or are you just fooling around?
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| It's enough, it's enough, you put your head in the ground
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| Look up, look up, your world is crumbling down around you
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| Oh, wake up |