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Staring at a picture On an empty wall Staring at a wall With a picture of my soul I smile widely/quietly You do not hear/care I used to be sentimental I wanna go and turn myself in cold stone You blow my mind exponential I wanna go When you call my name It is music to my soul Music playing loud Dancing on the ground I smile widely/quietly You do not hear/care I used to be sentimental I wanna go and turn myself in cold stone You blow my mind exponential I wanna go I used to be sentimental I wanna go You blow my mind exponential I wanna go