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Make A Move
Incubus I'm at the end of my report again For those who won't do apathy You had the perfect opportunity But pled the fifth and walked away Say something Make us proud Cast the first stone Say anything at all Make a move Make a move For every one thing we're ignorant of A thousand more things beat the maze You saw the apple hanging on the tree But missed the orchard in your gaze Say something Make us proud Cast the first stone Say anything at all Make a move (hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move I'm cautious of who I would call a friend Who you acquaint is who you are The darkest hours are when we choose a side So make your pick and take a fall Say something Say anything at all Make a move (hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move Make a move Make a move |
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