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WIND UP
I have a choice between the bat and the belt
each time i hear about the hand you've been dealt
spare me confession it's confession you sell
maybe I'll fall behind but I don't mind
Because I'll catch up
Want a song thats indelible
like manimal
I hope you never see me wind up
Will I be happy on the Back of the shelf
Will you be happy when we're sharing a cell
spare me the questions since you know me so well
some day you'll realise that I get shy and I choke up
What is wrong with this animal I'm terrible
I hope you never see me wind up
Farewell my sweet paramania
My only promise is that I'll never tell
Keep you at a distance from the things that I've felt
I'll bite the bullet take the beating until
I take it all back anyway
What was I supposed to say?
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