Losing my senses
When you look at me
I think that you feel it too
But youre playing hard to get with me
Sometimes Im wise
And sometimes otherwise
Why should we be afraid of anything?
Strange we cant trust our wild dreams
We play with fire
But just as youre touching me
Our army of fools march in
Just as youre kissing me
Our army of fools march in
Were getting high from just wondering
What if we die before we
Ever have the sense to start this thing?
Ill shoulder your demons if youll accept mine
So nothing gets in our way
Strange we cant trust our wild dreams
We play with fire
But just as youre touching me
Our army of fools march in
Just as youre kissing me
Our army of fools march in
Ooh ooh just as you are
Just as you are
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