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This Thing

I got this thing
Though I pretend it's not a thing
To no avail
It's like trying to stop a dream
I dance to you
With feet stuck to the floor
This is my chance to prove
That I'm your best move for sure
Life would never be a bore
I'd never feel like a chore
You'd have to complete before life can be sweet
Your friends roll their eyes at you
They say your individuality will only keep you single
But I'm magnetized to you
Can you see my soul staring out the window
As you seem to float by vibrating high without sound
If it were up to me your feet would never touch the ground
I want to be sad when you frown
Not the one to juggle but I'd love to be your clown
And you can be my gravity
Pull me towards you
Hold me there
I can be your battery
Empower you, juice you up or jump you off
Let's get a map and get lost
3-2-1 liftoff
Damn this thing I got
Written by turtlemilse
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