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You get so moody Most of the day Bermuda Triangle Whatever you say We wondered what the point was But now we know We watch weeds grow, maricon Never wonder why.. You are like stood as in Most of the days Tormented souls go their separate ways Counting each block as we go Distorted amp at the show.. Computers make me wet between the legs Because I was attacked by a gizmo once Do we just occupy segments of each other's lives Why do you hang out with me When there's several billion other options? Aus Songtexte Mania