Текст (слова) песни: Prozzak - Simon`s Final Thoughts
Something is wrong with me Can`t seem to get to sleep I`ve got a strange disease Words tumble out of me Careless and clumsily Nothing is what it seems Passing my time planning the crime Of stealing your heart away from you Wondering if I could rock you a rhyme To convince you to marry me Ya I`ve got a strange disease
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