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, clowning 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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