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What's worth seeing?
What's worth keeping?
Should I speak my truth
And get you running
The air is thick, thick
From you trailing
Studying the step
And giving it meaning

So you think
You've understood
Caught me on the move
On the look out
And you're waiting for my words
To wash you open…
And you're waiting for my words
To wash your open…
What's the point in that?

What's to say?
That it ran free…
That it couldn't be you
To forget about me
If the weight of being light
And it's wringing my neck
And you looking for patterns
In all of this

So you think
You've understood
Caught me on the move
On the look out
And you're waiting for my words
To wash you open…
And you're waiting for my words
To wash your open…
What's the point in that?

What's worth seeing?
What's worth keeping?
Should I speak my truth
And get you running
The air is thick, thick
From you trailing
Studying the step
And giving it meaning

So you think
You've understood
Caught me on the move
On the look out
And you're waiting for my words
To wash you open…
And you're waiting for my words
To wash your open…
And I just might

From Paroles Mania