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Jun 12
I don’t know about you
And you about me
I’m not sure where to look
When you’re looking at me.
I’m not sure how to move
Til I’m already going
I usually turn off
So my movements start flowing
Because when I don’t think
I don’t think about you
I don’t know what I’m saying
I don’t know what to do.
Written by
   jul, Mark S and Fawn
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