| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| You are the reason I got started and the reason I put it down
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| «Don't worry, I got you,»
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| Turn and say before you go
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| And now you got my number
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| Anything you need you let me know
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| How 'bout a glass of water?
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| Someone to drive me back to basics
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| Because the truth got hard to swallow
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| And my life just hurts my stomach
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| If you made the plan, I’d believe it
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| You are the reason I got started and the reason I put it down
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| I felt so awkwardly divided, you defined my lines somehow
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| The prettiest flower that I have ever seen in my life
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| You were wearing it in your hair
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| Said «We're in luck, special tonight, couples in stripes, half price»
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| So we sat down, two perfect strangers
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| You are the reason I got started and the reason I put it down
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| I felt so awkwardly divided, you defined my lines somehow
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| You are the truth I choose
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| You are the truth I choose
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| Which one of you wants to drive?
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| Ready to go for a ride
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| I’m talking West coast heady
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| Bet he thinks he can fly
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| Which one of you wants to fight?
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| I keep my hands by my side
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| I’m talking head first heavy baby, sailor dive
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| Which one of you wants to drive?
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| Ready to go for a ride
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| I’m talking West coast heady
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| Bet he thinks he can fly
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| Which one of yous wants to fight?
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| I keep my hands by my side
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| I’m talking head first heavy baby, sailor dive
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| If you made the plan, I’d believe it
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| If you made the plan, I’d believe it
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| You are the truth I choose
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| You are the truth I choose
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| You are the reason I got started and the reason I put it down
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| You are the truth I choose to bend myself around
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| I felt so awkwardly divided, you defined my lines somehow
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| (If you want me to go
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| Just ask me to leave) |