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I've noticed certain patters starting I want to be your friend Oh, it hurts unlike a question Do I want it so open? I worry, worry a lot It's much too much and I'm mad it happens I do care. I really do. I don't know you enough to tell you Why do the hhours kind of kill me? Just slap me on the face No, I have actually lost sleep A stupid little tick Pop a bottle on the door, it's reassurance I'm inspired by the way you word it Aus Songtexte Mania