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08.04.2011 |
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4. | W.O.W. |
5. | Yr Go To |
6. | Sleep Talkin' |
7. | I Know Deep Down |
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9. | Denial Style |
10. | Everything's Blue |
11. | B4 3D |
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Life on the outside of a fantasy
The more I bleed, the longer we breathe
And I could have sworn my heart was broken since were having fun
Now you're the one, alone with me
And if you, keep talking crazy 'bout a promise land
I'll understand, and will you to lie
Hard to be stuck on this desert island
My head down in the sand, no complications
Come on lets kick the sun
We'll become one, as the temperature rises
I saw the future, don't know how it ends
It might depend, on whether we leave
And in the moment it was open, you've done jumped the gun
And sunk our dreams out here in the sea
And I said
Don't come unstuck on this desert island
Imagination ends
My hope is fading
From here to kingdom come
You are the one, I'm floating beside
Somewhere our love stands always
By the way, by the sign
We built Atlantis in the space of a day
Our new home, Our new home
Our new home, Our new home
Our new home, Our new home
Our new home, Our new home
Our new home, Our...
We built our own utopia baby
Our own utopia baby (our new home)
We built our own utopia baby
Our own utopia baby (our new home)
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This escapee was never gonna stay
On an unfamiliar building on the rooftop where we lay
Where all the constellations shine to pave the way
Temptation's not a word until we've let it go a stray
And I won't delete it
He won't delete it
Light bolts hover over you all day
Oh darkness can be difficult like needles in the hay
I need to flick the switch and show you how to hide
And love is not the answer if you're taking me for a ride
This escapee was never gonna stay
On an island way too difficult to be stuck in a daze
And all the competition's overcome what may
Temptation's not a word until we've let it go a stray
And I won't delete it
He won't delete it
I'm escaping
You're escaping
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T-t-t-t-t-t-touch
If one of these two walls could speak
I'd turn the, lights down long enough to hit repeat (babe)
Right now my vision is gone, and magic's to blame
It's silent down here, hey I want to get loud again
You'll hold the thunder while I bring the rain
I might be busy doing nothing but I've had my share
You've got a strange infatuation with a love that's in the air
Contact high
I'm done dreamin' that we can fly
Am I guilty? Boy you decide
I've got nothing to hide
Four letter words won't hold any sway (uh uh)
Here in a paradise that shakes the word romantic to the bone
Mystical forces are circling me, while perfect nostalgia is dating the enemy
Lost in the ether with no one to blame
It's silent down here, maybe I want to get loud again
Contact high
I'm done dreamin' that we can fly
Am I guilty? Boy you decide
I've got nothing to hide
(When we touch I get a)
Contact high
I'm done leaving if we can try
Am I guilty? Boy you decide
I've got nothing to hide
I might be busy doing nothing but I've had my share
You've got a strange infatuation with a love that's in the air
Contact high
I'm done dreaming that we can fly
Am I guilty? Boy you decide
I've got nothing to hide
(When we touch I get a)
Contact high...contact high...contact high
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beep beep beep beep beep
kid can you wake up
boy it aint long til the warning arrives
and its the shake up
thats got me waiting for your dynamite
i never knew your middle name
no need to play that game
i called your doctor up and he promised me shameless fun
tried a little bit of moving on
it lasts for way too long
dressed up as bubblegum
im stuck to your shoe lets run
can you give me that
beep beep beep beep beep beep....
two timing and you stayed at mine
these feet got left behind
we dive so deep we keep in touch with your burried bones
can i get a little fading on? (fade it fade it)
don't be long
dressed up as bubblegum
im stuck to your shoe lets run
can you give me that
beep beep beep beep beep beep....
cuz they mistake us for an 8 thats turning into a 9
said if i played the evil lord can i trade you for your aliby
done living like a runaway
break those hot so carefully
done living like a runaway
everytime that i turn around
i let you down, you read my mind
bring the beat back
beep beep beep beep beep beep....
you got that beep, that beep, that beep....
beep beep beep beep beep beep.............
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