This Is True
I won't talk, I won't breathe
I won't move till you finally
See that you belong with me.
I'm weak, It's true cause
I'm afraid to know the answer.
Do you want me too?
You don't know what you
Do everytime you walk
Into the room,
I'm afraid to move.
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