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You know what makes me happy
The things that make you sad
The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag
I found my indecision
The product of the media grime
The feel that I control have you press rewind
And now I'm on the wings
Hoping that you'll hear
Don't bother to respond
You love to hear me again
And when the sun beams down all of your lies
Close, close, yeah close the light
The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero
The classic act of feeling is that of a memory
And you are peering down through parascopic eyes
Close, close, yeah close (conscience)
I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid
We'll drive the band to Shippensburg and hope that we get played
And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off
The things that were so meaningless 'til the next one comes along
I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid
We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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