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AMERICAN HI-FI >> Merchandise Links
AMERICAN HI-FI
Some call it love I don't know what you're thinkin' of Such a mystery to me Somehow you always like to play undercover It's your path to discover Roll me like we're tumbling dice A wrecking ball rag doll ain't no breathing space All the tapes have been erased Prize fighter taking all the punches he can stand And dropping on command All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you What don't you understand Forget the master plan I'd give it all away to have you back again I said it in my letter So we could make it better No need for you to read between the lines Baby can I be your baby Definitely maybe won't do Ruby red play dead they don't make a sound Plastic soldiers in a row You're shouting calling all destroyers what to do They're coming after you Surrender but the battle is won She thought of cars where to drive trying to survive How to make the great escape Still watching live on other planets fall apart She wears it on her heart All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you Someday you'll see All our worlds collide Way out in space
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