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you haven't been crying
crying since you learned to talk
you haven't been falling
falling since you learned to walk
you haven't been stumbling
stumbling since you learned to move
you haven't been dancing
dancing since you learned to groove
get into the groove
get back
get back

wake up before it's too late
we used to get high and it used to be so great
wake up before you're checkmate
we used to get far on a scar
please baby talk to me
hear me please me

you haven't been dreaming
dreaming since you were in school
you haven't been laughing
laughing since you know the rules
forget all the rules
get back
get back

wake up before it's too late
we used to be close and it used to be so great
wake up baby don't hesitate
we used to be friends and never been so straight
wake up baby don't be afraid
we used to get high and it used to be so great
wake up before you're checkmate
we used to get far on a scar
please baby talk to me
hear me please me


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