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Devine Intervention Lyrics by Taking Back Sunday

Despondent, distracted,
You're vicious and romantic;
These are a few of my favorite things.
All of those flavors and
This is what you choose:
Past the blues, past the blues,
And on to something new,
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
So if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Yeah, we're stubborn and melodramatic,
A real class act.
You see, I know a few of your favorite things.
Five in the morning and all comes out pouring,
Love, out the same way in.
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
Now if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
I said real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
Now if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Mm, mm, mm, mm.
Mm, mm, mmmm.


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Taking Back Sunday - Devine Intervention Lyrics
Despondent, distracted,
You're vicious and romantic;
These are a few of my favorite things.
All of those flavors and
This is what you choose:
Past the blues, past the blues,
And on to something new,
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
So if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Yeah, we're stubborn and melodramatic,
A real class act.
You see, I know a few of your favorite things.
Five in the morning and all comes out pouring,
Love, out the same way in.
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
Now if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Something real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
I said real, make it timeless,
An act of God and nothing else will be accepted.
Now if you're calling me out,
Then count me out.
Mm, mm, mm, mm.
Mm, mm, mmmm.

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