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James Just Hip

An emotional charge like an electrical spark But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one

An emotional charge like an electrical spark But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one

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