WHAT'S THE CATCH?
ALL THIS LOVE I CANNOT TAKE, BECAUSE IT ONLY BRINGS PAIN, ROTTING ON THE FLOOR IS WHAT I'M DOING EVERY DAY, THE BRAIN IS DEAD, THE BODY'S LEFT TO DECAY, WHAT DO YOU WANT? I won't fall for the same trap, I will not get attached, I don't understand what is the catch, I went through pain AND YES I TURNED THIS PAGE, I've a numb brain, THERE'S IN IT NO MORE RAGE, WHAT'S SO STRANGE ABOUT THAT? I'M SURPRISED MY BODY'S STILL CIRCULATIN' BLOOD, BUT I FEEL THAT THE BLOOD DOESN'T REACH MY HEART Hit to me and then leave, Uh, I have been through this scene, Uh, Emptied wallet in the blink, Uh, On the contrary, I'm not blind to see, I see facts, don't blur my view, I'm tired of the reproaches you get out of the blue, You'll reproach me, no matter what I do, That's why I don't accept your love EVEN THOUGH I LOVE YOU WHAT IS LOVE? I'M COMPLETELY CONFUSED, ALL I SAW FROM LOVE IS ABUSE, I don't understand WHAT IS THE CATCH, I went through pain and YES I TURNED THIS PAGE
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