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You let me slide, baby, 
on a sheet of thin ice. 
Askin' no questions 
and receiving no lies. 
You speak to me in parables, 
you manufacture truth -  
my time is your's, 
just wake me up when you're through. 

You tell me what I do. 
You tell me what I think. 
But you don't know a thing about me. 

You read me the future 
from the palm of my hand. 
You plunge new depths 
to remain in my plans. 

You draw your conclusions 
from imaginary scenes 
and piss your confusion 
into the stream. 

You're hurlin' it hard, 
what you believe to be true. 
But you don't know a thing about me. 

Last, lovely, night 
my skin was bare, 
the cool wind satisfied. 
I stood at the edge, 
loosened a wing 
and braced for flight. 

Long live the night! 
Next of kin 
had not been notified -  
I soared like a bird. 
The light of the moon's 
the light of my life. 

I'll tell you anything 
that you'd like to hear 

But you don't know a thing about me.

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