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Do you ever feel that when there is lots to do From the way they fend their side and lost their due I been so busy that I didn't recognise myself I sit silence, don't know what to prove I'll slip in late but there's a can't to move I let controlling, get a red hand, ah Do you ever feel that when there is lots to do From the way they fend their side and lost their due I been so busy that I didn't recognise myself I sit silence, don't know what to prove I'll slip in late but there's a can't to move I let controlling, get a red hand, ah Baby, I feel you carrying a signal Baby, I feel you carrying a signal Baby, I feel you carrying a signal Baby, I feel you carrying a signal And though I'm gone, baby I still love the city like a dog Though I don't own it, baby I call it mine You know that I still talk about you Folding futures through their births in time Now you belong to me But you're not mine, ah From Letras Mania