Slowly I move across the room. Where are you?
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Silently I cry trying to decide. Who are you?
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All these things I've shown you more or less,
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are all the things I know to be the best.
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It's what I do.
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Here, closely we lay, mostly to wait for some room.
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Then vacantly we speak, empty and weak.
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How are you?
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All these things you've shown me go against
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all the things we know to be the best.
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So what'd I do? Tell me. If it's not me...
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It's you.
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How do you want me to be?
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What can I do to make you happy?
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What do you want me to say?
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When I speak the truth you take it your own way.
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All these things I've shown you more or less,
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are all the things I've known to be the best.
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It's what I do.
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What I Do
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| Auryn |
