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As you look around this room tonight
settle in your seat and dim the lights.
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears?
What do you want?
What do you want from me?
Should I sing until I can't sing any more?
Play these strings until my fingers are raw?
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me?
Do you think that I know something you don't know?
What do you want from me?
If I don't promise you the answers would you go?
What do you want from me?
Should I stand out in the rain?
Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you?
I'm not the one you need!
What do you want from me?

You can have anything you want:
You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
- anything you want.
Y
ou can own everything you see,
sell your soul for complete control.
Is that really what you need?

You can lose yourself this night
see inside there is nothing to hide.
Turn and face the light!

What do you want from me?

Division Bell 1994 (Gilmour, Wright, Samson)

 
 
     

 

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