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The slip, the slip, slip of my tongue when I told you, you were the one The slip, the slip, slip of my hands when I held you, when I held you Is this what you expected of me? Is this what you were hoping I'd be? I've got closets Full of secrets I'm not hiding I'm just cautious I've got closets Full of secrets I'm not hiding I'm just cautious I'm afraid of growing old Paying the bills, and being government controlled I can't say that it's my cup of tea. It's nothing that I hoped it'd be. I've got closets Full of secrets I'm not hiding I'm just cautious I've got closets Full of secrets I'm not hiding I'm just cautious It makes me nauseous.... From Letras Mania