Cut the Cord
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Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello
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Oxygen or baby this one's gonna blow
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And we go up, down, up
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And we go up and down again
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Then we go down, up, down, up
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We go down and up again-gain-gain
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Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love
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I wise up but it's not me you're thinking of
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Gonna hold out on me
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Gonna go out on her again
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And you go frown for sure
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And we're real proud you know
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And it's the same sad love song
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And then it's all right, all wrong
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And then we're too weak, too strong
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To cut the cord
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Stronghold you told me that you weren't into storms
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How the sky breaks into what we should have formed
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But we are no cloud, no sun
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And we're no rainbow that's sure
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And we're no street, no heat
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Just a vapor in the fog
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And it's the same sad love song
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And then it's all right, all wrong
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And then we're too weak, too strong
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To cut the cord
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To cut the cord
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Just enough to satisfy me
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Just enough to gratify me
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Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert
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Just enough to satisfy me
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Just enough to gratify me
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Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert
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Open books aren't really books without the words
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Love's not love if it's not painfully absurd
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And then we're hot and cold
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And then we're hot and cold again
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And then we're shy and bold
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And this is crazier as friends
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It's the same sad love song
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And then it's all right, all wrong
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And then we're too weak, too strong
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And it's the same sad love song
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And then it's all right, all wrong
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And then we're too weak, too strong
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To cut the cord
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To cut the cord
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To cut the cord
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To cut the cord
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Cut the Cord
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Charlotte Martin |