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Oh she likes to hideUnderneath the biggest rock she can findDig as deep down into the earth as she canTo try and replant her mind...Could I've done somethingCould I have, could I've done somethingCould I have, could I've done somethingThat's what they always sayBut it's my problem, you don't understandI was created by, created byDon't need to listen, you just use your handsSongtexteBut I was created byCreated by youOh he talks to himselfTries to sort it out the best he canBut they carry on in front of himHe's just a boy how could he possibly understand itCould I've done somethingCould I have, could I've done somethingCould I have, could I've done somethingThat's what they always sayBut it's my problem, you don't understandI was created by, created byDon't need to listen, you just use your handsBut I was created byCreated by you...you don't understandI was created by, created by...you just use your handsBut I was created byCreated by youDon't you cry, mamma's gonna buy youDon't you cry, mamma's gonna buy youBut it's my problem, you don't understandI was created by, created byDon't need to listen, you just use your handsBut I was created byCreated by you...you don't understandI was created by, created by...you just use your handsBut I was created byCreated by you Aus Songtexte Mania