| We were colors, we were killers |
| We were singers of night (And we were golden) |
| Dark stars on a velvet summer sky |
| (Do you think about it, do you think) |
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| And I'm swaying, waiting everlong |
| But I'm holding out... |
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| And I'm still down from your love shot |
| I'm still down from your love shot... |
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| I know you miss me, the way you kiss me |
| So catch your breath if you can (I think I like that) |
| Secrets in lipstick on the wall |
| (Well, do you think about it, do you think) |
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| And I'm swaying, playing to your song |
| And I'm holding out... |
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| And I'm still down from your love shot |
| I'm still down from your love shot |
| Still down from your love shot |
| I'm still down from your love shot... |
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| And I'm still down from your love shot |
| I'm still down from your love shot |
| Still down from your love shot |
| I'm still down from your love shot... |
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