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Close the doors and draw down all the blinds
This isn't war it's only in your mind
Kiss me hard and feel my temperature rise
Oh hurry 'causes we're running out of time
We're running out of time, oh
It's hard to say if this is real
I love the way you make me feel
Is it all just for the thrill?
Or is it all just for the kill?

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We become enemies
But these boys and these girls
They're just trying to find a little chemistry (Little chemistry)
It's science in symmetry

I'm sure they'll say that we ain't got no heart
But what is love if we're six feet apart
Oh, I just need to be where ever you are
No, I won't let you get too far
Need to be where you are, ah
I know we should be standing still
But I love the way you make me feel
And I just need to feel your touch
This isn't just another crush

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We become enemies (We become enemies)
But these boys and these girls
They're just trying to find a little chemistry (Little chemistry)
It's science in symmetry
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Where is your sympathy? (Sympathy)
But these boys and these girls
They're just looking for love
They're dying for love
It's science in symmetry

This is what we get for trying to play God
You know better than anyone
This is what we get for thinking we are bigger than we are
We are not anyone

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We become enemies (We become enemies)
But these boys and these girls
They're just trying to find a little chemistry (Little chemistry)
It's science in symmetry
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Where is your sympathy? (It's science in symmetry)
But these boys and these girls
They're just looking for love (Looking for love)
They're dying for love (They're dying for love)
It's science in symmetry

This is what we get for
This is what we get for
This is what we get for
This is what we get for trying to play God

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