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I never liked a partyI threw myselfYou have the tardyThink of your healthBut you never say you're sorryYou never say you're sorryCould it be I'm still hungryWhile you're in range?The light of the sun just stung meIt feels so strangeBut it's not about the moneyIt's not about the moneySo take a statement from the sceneBecause the words you sent are shaving through meThey're never to return againI think I need some medicineThat only makes me angryBut I blame myselfThat only makes me angryBut I blame myselfThat only makes me angryThat only makes meSo take a statement from the sceneBecause the words you sent are shaving through meThey're never to return againI think I need some medicine Aus Songtexte Mania