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<p>this black water awaiting happy days don't you smother and ever have to ask the question why</p><p>I will force you in two ways both ends tied now I'm forcing you to lie about the pain</p><p>Chorus: pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up you came into my life shut up, shut up, shut up you have destroyed this life</p><p>seldom whispered and came right to the point take my hand and hold it just to get some grip on my main goal</p><p>I will force you in both ways I'll have to losen my grip now forcing myself to hide between the shades</p>