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Get hot... Get too close to the flame. Wild, open space Talk like an open book... Sign me up... Got no time to take a picture I'll remember someday All the chances we took... We're so close to something better left unknown... We're so close to something better left unknown... I can feel it in my bones... Gimme sympathy After all this is gone Who would you rather be? "The Beatles" or "The Rolling Stones"? Oh, seriously... You're going to make mistakes you're [bad word] on baby, play me something Like [bad word] the [bad word] on baby, play me something Like [bad word] the Sun"... Don't go... Stay with the all unknown, Stay away from the hooks. All the chances we took... We're so close to something better left unknown... We're so close to something better left unknown... I can feel it in my bones... Gimme sympathy After all this is gone Who would you rather be? "The Beatles" or The "Rolling Stones"? Oh, seriously... You're going to make mistakes you're [bad word] on baby, play me something Like [bad word] the Sun"... Gimme sympathy After all this is gone Who would you rather be? "The Beatles" or The "Rolling Stones"? Oh, seriously... You're going to make mistakes you're [bad word] on baby, play me something Like [bad word] the [bad word] on baby, play me something Like [bad word] the Sun"...