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In The Rush The Rush Of My Senses In The Heat The Heat Of This Moment In The Palace Of Nations I Think I Can Love You Out Of Weakness In The Heat Of This Moment I Stick Myself In Laughter Run For It I'm Running Away Know-it-all I Will Return Again Pushing Myself So Helpless Hopeless When I Can Love You Out Of Weakness Which Of Us Is To Blame! I'm Stupid I Only Know Enough To Get Out Of The Rain Oh, I Really Tiptoe, I Really Tiptoe Stop When You Cease To Amaze Me Take A Look My Part In The Pattern I Know It'll Never Matter So I Stick Myself In Laughter I May Love You Out Of Weakness Is That What I Was Afraid Of!
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