| I don’t know which way the current flows
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| But I’m taking with it tonight
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| And where it goes, well only heaven knows
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| But you know it’s crossed my mind
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| I can already feel it now
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| You’re closing in
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| Feel the pressure of your fingertips
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| On my skin
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| You don’t have to say it, say it
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| If there’s something left I’ll take it
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch
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| Visions running through me, through me
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| I’m living in my memory
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| We’re intimate acquaintances
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| Tangled up again
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| Playing ignorant to our experience
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| When we both know how it’s gonna end
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| I can already feel it now
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| You’re closing in
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| Feel the pressure of your fingertips
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| On my skin
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| You don’t have to say it, say it
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| If there’s something left I’ll take it
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch
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| Visions running through me, through me
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| I’m living in my memory
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| Your to-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| Your to-o-ouch
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| Feel the pressure building, my body’s aching
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| When the walls come down I don’t need saving
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| All the stars surrounding, there’s no more waiting
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| I’m not gonna bring it back up
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| If you’re not gonna bring it back up
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| You don’t have it say it
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| There’s something left, I’ll take it
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| I’m no stranger to your touch
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| You don’t have to say it, say it
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| If there’s something left I’ll take it
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch (I'm no stranger)
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| Visions running through me, through me
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| I’m living in my memory
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| I’m no stranger to your to-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| Your to-o-ouch
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| To-o-ouch
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| Your to-o-ouch
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| I’m not gonna bring it back up
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| If you’re not gonna bring it back up
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| I’m not gonna bring it back up
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| Your to-o-ouch |