Clean it up, every part
leave no trace or line
I need to recover
that hollow which was mine
My will should decide
what your eyes can believe
if I restrict your heart
I can tame your need
It's a place you can't travel
there is no lock, no key
and though you cry out
in a loving voice
You can only have
what I will let you see
and if I remain strong
I will have less of you
and you will have none of me
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