| You sit there like a lizard weighing up the food
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| Waiting for the moment to arrive
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| But the moment is upon us and still you hardly breathe
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| And I want to know if you are still alive
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| I light a match before you and bring it to your face
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| Illuminate the windows to your soul
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| I don’t see no reflection
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| In the windows to your soul
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| To break your concentration I smash the window through
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| It shattered in a hundred pieces
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| You can see but you can’t respond
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| There’s a shell but the soul has all gone
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| If you want it, you can touch it
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| Let your fingers do the walking
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| But you can’t have it if you won’t let me in
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| You can see but you can’t respond
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| There’s a shell but the soul has all gone
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| If you want it, you can touch it
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| Let your fingers do the walking
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| But you can’t have it if you won’t let me in
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| If you want it, you can touch it
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| Let your fingers do the walking
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| But you can’t have it if you won’t let me in
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| If you want it, you can touch it
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| Let your fingers do the walking
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| But you can’t have it if you won’t let me in
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| You can see but you can’t respond
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| There’s a shell but the soul has all gone
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| You can see but you can’t respond
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| There’s a shell but the soul has all gone |