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There's a fire starting in my heart
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Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out the dark
Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare
See how I leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
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Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it, to the beat
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Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one on you
And I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Make a home down there
'Cause mine sure won't be shared
The scars of your love remind me of us
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They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
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I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it, to the beat
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
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But you played it, with a beating
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Roll your soul through every open door (woah)
Count your blessings to find what you look for (woah)
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold (woah)
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow (woah)
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We could have had it all)
We could have had it all
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It all, it all, it all
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it to the beat
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat.
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