Текст и слова песни Numan Gary – The Crazies
Here in my room
Where the paint dries like your face
I'm still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I'll cry for a while
They'll get me for sure
It's just a question of time
We're the crazies
Sometimes I do
I feel so ashamed
But I have run of points of view
The man is a thinker
Who thought that he died
Just sits in the corner
Looking somewhat surprised
We're the crazies
I only exterminate
In my spare time
I fight the machine for the passers by
I know I'm wrong
But what makes you right
The simple solution is to end it all
We're the crazies
Where the paint dries like your face
I'm still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I'll cry for a while
They'll get me for sure
It's just a question of time
We're the crazies
Sometimes I do
I feel so ashamed
But I have run of points of view
The man is a thinker
Who thought that he died
Just sits in the corner
Looking somewhat surprised
We're the crazies
I only exterminate
In my spare time
I fight the machine for the passers by
I know I'm wrong
But what makes you right
The simple solution is to end it all
We're the crazies
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