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Seperated and descriminate
Succumb, so warm, so numb
to feel
Where they go, I wanna know
I wish I had something to give
to you

I realy realy want to know
what's up with that
I realy realy want to feel
what's wrong with them

I am so tired and desperated
No moan, no need, no more
to live
What I've done, I never know
What is wrong with me and them, I go

I realy realy want to know
what's up with that
I realy realy want to feel
what's wrong with them