| Do you know anything?
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| The way you move among your friends
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| You cheat yourself of everything that moves
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| Just get a mirrored room
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| Invite the creatures of the moon
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| And watch them dance the dance of love for you
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| You’re in the mirror too
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| You cheat yourself of everything that moves
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| For all you know you’re not that bad
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| You sell yourself for all you have
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| You barter all your bulls*** for the truth
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| You ask me, «Where's the harm?»
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| You say:
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| «No-one's twisting no-one's arm.»
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| You say:
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| «It's all for all so what’s the hell with you?»
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| There’s nowhere in front of you
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| You cheat yourself of everything that moves |