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Hey there, baby, have you got a light? I'm not smoking, but i'm afraid i might have fallen down a dark carpal tunnel and
Landed in your kiss and in the water from your big, brown eyes, i swam away from a quarter-life crisis

You told me horror stories in room 426 of wooden boys falling for girls made out of matchsticks, i shoulda strapped you
To me with padlocks and glue so i could spend the rest of my life wearing nothing but socks and you

Chorus: we got a lot of maybes to muddle though but my emotional rabies are fixed on crashing through to you though
Governments and distance stand between us, we'll be find 'cuz i'm gonna tear this world apart, baby, until you're mine

Never knew much about magic, but i think i finally found a teacher, never meant to find my soul, but i got lost along
The way, never lived with you, but i know i can't live without you, never know if ever i'll see you again, so i hold tight
And pray. Chorus

You'll be an artist, i'll be your hands. We'll go the farthest from our lives we can. I'll swim the ocean, whisk you away
'till we're in denmark, you'll hear me say... Chorus

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