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Hats off to my
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distant hope, I’m
He
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ld back by a velvet rope and
H
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e’s behind the w
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all; the smoke ma-
c
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hine has made between us
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And if he
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does exist, if
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Camera-clicking green room girls swirl ’round
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The man whose
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wheel, it can be touched
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Then I will do just that much
Hats off to my distant hope
A little lie, a puff of smoke
My street tonight’s on fire with hope
You’ll be there, you’ll see us
I’ve got my ear against the screen,
I feel your feelings crackling from every single inch of me,
I’m going to make you mean it
With every single cell of me I’m going
to make you mean the words you sigh
Goodbye
Goodbye
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