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Is my body that I trust Deeper than my voice Deep to the sound of my heart I can hear you moving on Like the tracks of a train Where there’s no way back to the start Oh the worry That you carry me over Oh the dead lie But you carry me over Oh we’re moving on and on Like a pendulum in swing Where there’s no way back to the start Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better Oh the worry That you carry me over Oh the dead lie But you carry me over Over the worry You follow deeper down Over the worry I follow down To feel you I followed you down, down, down From Letras Mania