100 lyrics for "Just do what you do,"

Either way we need to be happy Tell me, is this thing on? How do we keep it true? How do I keep you real to me, into me? Without it faking it, too What do we have to try? When everything is too loose 'Cause it always is just me and you That's the hardest
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Fucked in the head from all the things that we did But I will never forget I need you, my medication I push you away until you beg me to stay Just for the thrill of the chase, you got me I don't know what to do So I push you away until you beg me to stay
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Don't you run when you hear the sirens coming (I wanna turn those blue lights) What have you done? (Into strobe lights) There's no need to run Run when you hear the sirens coming Blue lights should just pass you by (maybe even fairy lights) When you hear
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'Cause what about, what about angels? They will come, they will go, make us special Don't give me up We know full well there's just time So is it wrong to toss this line? If your heart was full of love Could you give it up?
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If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do Do I have to break down, baby just to break through If that's what it takes Tonight's the night, I'm gonna prove it to you I played the part of a broken heart upon a shelf I played that part so lonely and so
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Let me see you move your bodies I’ll tear you apart I’ll feed off your heart I’m just what you need, the perfect disease Don’t you wanna turn the beauty into the beast? I wanna see your bodies grinding just for me I see the bodies slowly swayin’ Movin’
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You don't get it (get it, get it, get it) I'm just a creep in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fucking care I don't know what I know But I know where it's at Just because I lost it doesn't mean I want it back Is it the world I'm living in? I'm sorry Mr.
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Draw me a map that leads me back to you I don't know where to go, please tell me what to do Help me find the road you're on I just need directions home Staring deep into your eyes Searching for answers to questions I can't find If I took for granted that
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You're good at being bad You're bad at being good For heaven's sakes go to hell And the peaches and the mangos You could sell for me What do you think my brain is made for Is it just a container for the mind This great grey matter Sensei replied what is
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