It might be, 'gainst your will
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but now you have to talk,
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you know you have to talk
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your eyes red, thunder ball
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you're making it hard, I will not let it go
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I don't need to succeed
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just need to hear ou speak,
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to crack up now and speak
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speak your mind, tell me your thughts,
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I can wait or use force
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I can waste all the time that you need,
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to make clear it really was wasted
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It is strange, how you change
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you sure were dull before,
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but this is beyond beyond
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can't you see, it's your loss
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I see it in your eyes,
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not happy are they, those eyes
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carrying or careless, they're hard to tell apart
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for you, and where's your heart
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in your chest or in your head,
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sketching vauge sceneries
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might take place, later on, that will wreck all apart,
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but does it matter now?
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Does It Matter Now?
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Peter Bjorn And John |