| You’re no poem
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| Once you open your mouth
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| I never like what you say
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| A carnation
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| To cover your lips
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| When you speak I fall away
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| The exceptions
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| Are few in between
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| I spend time just trying to forget
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| Away, away, will you fall away
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| Let’s pretend that we never met
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| Keep yourself within yourself
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| For all that you say it never gets better
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| In yourself within yourself
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| If I was you I wouldn’t talk, I’d just keep dancing
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| If all your moves were words
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| And backsteps were things you’ve denied
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| You’ve said, that’s right, your dead
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| I’m dumb, but not deaf and blind
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| Keep yourself within yourself
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| For all that you say it never gets better
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| In yourself within yourself
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| If I was you I wouldn’t talk, I’d just keep dancing
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| Keep yourself within yourself
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| For all that you say it never gets better
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| In yourself within yourself
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| If I was you I wouldn’t talk, I’d just keep dancing
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| Keep dancing … |