| There are faces, there are smiles, so many teeth, too many arms and legs
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| And eyes and flashing buttons all around me
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| I’m a-watching, I’m a-breathing, I’m a-pushing, I’m a-wishing
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| That these walls would not be talking quite so loudly
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| I have burnt down once before, I’ve pulled myself up from the floor
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| And I am looking for a reason to stay standing
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| But sometimes it’s just too much, it’s not enough, it’s something else
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| It’s so much bigger than my head, it’s too demanding
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| Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow
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| And sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And count to ten
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And when I open them again
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| Everything will make sense to me then
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| I have met so many people, we’ve exchanged so many words
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| We’ve said it all and we’ve said nothing but it’s changed us I have known a lot of men, some were lovers, some were friends
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| But all together were they merely passing strangers?
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| They’ll control you with their silence, they’ll control you with their words
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| And you’ll control them with your body’s coded signals
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| In the wild, entangled gardens of our insecurities
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| We lose our heads into each other’s hidden pitfalls
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| Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow
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| And sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And count to ten
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And when I open them again
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| Everything will make sense to me then
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| Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow
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| Yeah, and sometimes if you wanna hold on you have to let go
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And count to ten
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And when I open them again
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| Everything will make sense to me then
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| 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.ten |