| Try to be speechless for a minute, try not to stare
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| lay bare misgivings you have, no need to share
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| blinded like the horses pulling carts
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| confident like a dare, dropping everything in plain site
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| just to be there
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| Anything can be shocking in a minute, you can’t prepare
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| breaking all habits, lose the tablets, it’s only fair
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| matt, black, raw and hollow, held inside a constant bark
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| on edge, on the corner, holding up your chest
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| hoping you know best, yes, but beware
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| when chest starts to whistle, time to listen
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| what I’m missing right
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| or
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| when to lead and when to follow, but beware
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| when chest starts to whistle, time to listen
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| what I’m missing
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| I oh I oh I oh
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| How to lead, when to follow, how to prepare
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| breaking all habits, puzzle fragments, build a square
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| fingers crossed, you’ll dock the boat
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| load the freight, hold the clock
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| why do I have to wait?
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| Lately you’ve been holding up your chest
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| hoping you know
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| best, yes, but beware
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| when chest starts to whistle, time to listen
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| what I’m missing right
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| when to lead or when to follow, but beware |
| when chest starts to whistle, time to listen
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| I oh I oh I oh
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| Try to be speechless for a minute, try not to stare
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| lay bare misgivings you have, no need to share
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| blinded like the horses pulling carts, confident like a dare
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| dropping everything in plain site
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| just to be there
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| when to lead and when to follow |