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I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

Run into me, run into me

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

Run into me, run into me

Runnin', you're runnin'

Runnin', you're all the way home

Runnin', you're runnin'

Runnin', you're all the way home

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

I don't wanna play like that, I wanna play like that

Run into me, run into me

Runnin', you're runnin'

Runnin', you're all the way home

Runnin', you're runnin'

Runnin', you're all the way home

When the golden milk sunlight drips from the top corner of the wall

All the way to the ends of your fingertips

Any sense of purpose floods you

How can you touch what can't be?

The erotic nature of acquiring something

And you question where it all really came from

Seamlessly contained examination of what you're looking at

What are you looking at?