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On returning I can't believe this world is still turning the pressure's on because the pleasure hasn't gone and I'm not sorry for for the things I've done and I'm not looking for just anyone
On competing when will this tired heart stop beating? it's all agame existence is only a game and I'm not sorry for for the the things I've done and I'm not looking for just anyone
I'm slipping below the water-line I'm slipping below the water-line reach for my hand and the race is won reject my hand and the damange is done
I'm slipping below the water-line I'm slipping below the water-line
the woman of my dreams she never came along the woman of my dreams well there never was one and I'm not sorry for for the things I've said there's a wild man in my head there's a wild man in my head
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