Prozzäk

Prozzäk - Simon's Final Thoughts lyrics

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Can't seem to get to sleep
 I've got a strange disease
 Words tumble out of me
 Careless and clumsily
 Nothing is what it seems
 Passing my time planning the crime
 Of stealing your heart away from you
 Wondering if I could rock you a rhyme
 To convince you to marry me
 Yeah I've got a strange disease
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