It's a counteract
A counteract
A counteract
A counteract
A counteract
A counteract
It's in your look, there's no doubt
I know exactly what it's all about
It's not what you say I'm listening to
Like the air around us, I can see straight through
To your real intention, what you really mean
Hidden in the silence, in the space between
You take advantage, I'm not taking that
I've made my move, it's a counteract
It's a cold limp hand in an open palm
It's putting poison in the healing balm
Its eyes that look all around the room when to
Whom you're talking is right in front of you
The words you use never break the ice
You take what's yours and then another slice
You take advantage, I'm not taking that
I've made my move, it's a counteract
Let's make it clear, there's no time for
Placing curves on a smooth straight line
Shades of gray only make a haze, turn
A simple path into a complex maze
Standing people up just to knock them down keeps
The vicious circle turning round and round
You take advantage, I'm not taking that
I've made my move, it's a counteract
I have longed to move away from the hissing of
The spent lie and the old terror's continual cry
Growing more terrible as the day goes over the hill into the deep sea
I have longed to move away, but am afraid some life yet
Unspent might explode out of the old lie, burning on the
Ground and crackling into the air, leave me half blind
There's no time for placing curves on a smooth straight line
Standing people up just to knock them down keeps
The vicious circle turning round and round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And round...
And rou-...ound...
And
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