| Winter blues in summer time
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| Yeah, that’s not me, and that’s not my vibe
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| Nothing but a temporary high
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| Holding on to what’s not mine
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| You know that I don’t know these parts
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| Achilles' heel, a tourist from the start
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| I don’t know much but I do know this
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| Now it’s 3AM and you’re calling me up again
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| And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
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| You should go home, but you just got a taste of the midnight air
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| You should go home, go home, but you wanna come here
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| Man, I just need a clean break
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| Don’t wait around for me to change
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| I’ll do this at my own pace and separate the real from fake
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| I’ll be a stand-by in a haze
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| Now it’s 3AM and you’re calling me up again
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| And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
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| You should go home, but you just got a taste of the midnight air
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| You should go home, go home, but you wanna come here
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| I look through my contacts and I say
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| I hope that we’re on the same page
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| I don’t want no complications
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| Just make it easy for me to feel
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| And I don’t want no complications
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| And just make it easy for me to feel
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| Now it’s 3AM and you’re calling me up again
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| And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
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| You should go home, but you just got a taste of the midnight air
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| You should go home, go home, but you wanna come here
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| Nothing but a temporary high
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| Nothing but a temporary high
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| Nothing but a temporary high
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| Nothing but a temporary high
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |