I stand on my ground when we fight,
no matter where we are
I am the sad clown with teared eyes,
so happy on your own
We get some strange looks when we shout,
clowing at the bar
It seems that i've hoped,
now i found a match from my own heart
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Just give me one good reason baby,
one good reason now
One good reason, I should, I should hang around
One good reason
I often wonder how we look in other people's eyes
Wild lovers, explosive, and right above these eyes
She stands on her own ground when we kiss,
poisoning my mind
I bet i found my match, to strike it up tonight
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