There's not much happening
Just the sound of fingers tapping
Warped tight fingers around the metallic metal
Their waiting for an answer
Noise refrains to settle
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All eyes fall on me
They want an answer
Of it, I know not be
No where to run or hide
Tie me down and beat me
Until finally I decide
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It's not what I want
It's not what I feel
It's how it must be
The choice remains unreal
~GoNe~

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