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It showed me an awful lot about who you areIt gave me insight into what you do soRun around its your town – its true, its trueMake your plans with your hands – its true, what you'll doI won't give upRun around its your town – its true, its trueI won't give up; I won't give her a chanceNo, noTearing the skin without breathing it inUntil the violent violins callI want hear the sound without it bringing me downI want to feel restraint as you vacateI want to wonder how its happening nowI hear the violent sirens call meI won't give up; I won't give her a chanceI will bring you down for miles and milesI will bring you down for miles and smilesShe won't go until she knows she's been coldAll the years have shown usLeave it in the air, would I leave it in the air if that is what you want? From Letras Mania