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I’m getting sick of all
the looks you give to me
like all you ever want is flesh
and love don’t mean a thing
Now all the people here are judging every move
I see you looking at your friends to see if they approve
NO!
Go slow
if this is never-ending
you gotta let this grow
Don’t show
that this is what you wanted
you’ll have to let me go
There’s people all around
it doesn’t change a thing
You’re stuck to the adhesive
that keeps us going
You hear the melody
it changes what’s conveyed
You hear the frequencies
so your demeanor fades
Go slow
if this is never-ending
you gotta let this grow
Don’t show
that this is what you wanted
you’ll have to let me go
I don’t want to be alone
I just want to go back home
I don’t want to be alone
I just want to go back
I just want to go back home
Go slow
if this is never-ending
you gotta let this grow
Don’t show
that this is what you wanted
you’ll have to let me go
Go slow
if this is never-ending
you gotta let this grow
Don’t show
that this is what you wanted
you’ll have to let me…
let me go