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I sing a song,
I paint a picture
My baby’s gone,
but I don’t miss her
like a swan,
I don’t miss swimming
All my friends left,
and they don’t miss me
can’t take it, babe
Your body talks to me
like in a movie, babe
I let it resonate, yeah
I want your time
Don’t ask me questions
that you don’t want
that answers to
I love you and I’m honest,
so you know it’s no lie
You’re hiding in the background
but you wanna be found
You’ve got me on my back and now I’ve gotta think fast
You’re hiding in the background but you wanna be found
I take it easy, babe, I
I get down,
it’s automatic, uh
I’ve come to believing that
too much time is evil
I transition in
I’m making your body wait
like on an aeroplane
Please, baby, take me away, yeah
I want your time
Don’t ask me questions
that you don’t want
the answers to
I know
I know
I know
I know
I kinda miss the nine-to-five, yeah
Do those thing that you can’t hide
I scramble, fight just like a child
Hey,
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
I’m staying hungry,
I’m staying hungry
I’m staying hungry,
I’m staying hungry
not getting angry,
I’m staying hungry
not getting angry,
staying, staying hungry
Yeah
The click was always in you Fab
It was never on
It was never on
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