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Turn your eyes to me
I am watching every move you make
What should I wear today on my sleeve?
And let's take a step and move away
Underground is where we'll stay for a while
And I will mix my tongue with strings and drums
And give my soul away
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums
And you're my mystery
You are always at my fingertips
Without you, I'm just bones and skin
And I will lick your cuts and be your bruise
Until I fade from deepest blue into white
And I will mix my tongue with strings and drums
And give my soul away
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums
And I will change my words from nouns to verbs
And never be ashamed
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums
And I am writing myself clean
And I am selling myself cheap
And I am aching for a touch or a taste
And I'm aching, aching, aching now
I'm holding, holding, holding out
I'm calling, calling, calling out to you
And I will mix my tongue with strings and drums
And give my soul away
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums
And I will mix my tongue with strings and drums
And give my soul away
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums
And I will change my words from nouns to verbs
And never be ashamed
Can you hear them come?
Strings and drums.
Strings and drums
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