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Lyrics: Donots. Get Going.

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I know I have found a perfect way to aggravate you without a word
I would cast a glance at you and then I'd wait until it hurts
You gotta listen to the silence, read between the lines that you can't find
Cause it doesn't take a single word to tell you what is on my mind

So how much did you understand of everything I didn't say?

Get going - You work it out
Get going - The time is running out
Get going - Figure it out
No need to talk about it
Get going - You work it out
Get going - The time is running out
Get going - Go, sort it out
No need to talk about it (now!)

I can feel the tension when I look at you like a loaded gun
So you call me trigger-happy?
Don't you know the show has just begun?
I'll stare you down, I'll steal your crown without a sound
Tell me, are you ready for a knock-out in the final round?

So how much did you understand of everything I didn't say?
There's truth in what you haven't heard
And hush is a four-letter word
So here I sit and watch you burn
And stare until your stomach churns
You can't run and you can't hide
I'm gonna strike you with my eyes