| Looking for a candidate
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| You have an option, only one choice
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| Sipping my drinks, looking around
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| There’s so much beauty, oh, yes we can
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| But yet self-confidence is a fragile concept
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| That often fades away in the night
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| And there it comes, that unwanted guest
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| There is no place for you tonight
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| Want me to go, want me to go
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| ‘Cause you think I’m lying, 'cause you think I’m lying
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| No, open the door
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| ‘Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no
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| Like an evil satellite
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| Twisting the truth then leaving us alone
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| In this mad and moody world
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| Society without love
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| I state my heart has been well trained
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| I’m gonna be your candidate
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| I am the hunter and you are the prey
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| Tonight I’m gonna eat you up
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| Want me to go, want me to go
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| ‘Cause you think I’m lying, 'cause you think I’m lying
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| No, open the door
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| ‘Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars
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| I press my nose to the glass
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| It’s raining outside, it’s raining outside
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| I would like to storm in
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| Roar like a lion, roar like a lion
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| But I fear your judgement, oh, I fear your judgement
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| I’m so wet, I’m dirty
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| But I fear your judgement, oh, I fear your judgement
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| It’s me and my imperfection
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| Want me to go, want me to go
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| ‘Cause you think I’m lying, 'cause you think I’m lying
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| No, open the door
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| ‘Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no |