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    Don′t try to get handsy, handsy
    It's getting uncanny
    Can we stop thinking about loneliness for a second
    I′m trying to fix the mess in my head
    I'm trying to
    Who am I kidding I just need some kind of miracle
    I could describe the human being with a single word
    I always seek that feeling but I know that I could never relive it
    Walking on a wire just to fall and pray it's only a dream
    I see people living easy
    Good news on the TV
    Days without a trace of human feelings
    Visions getting creepy
    Poisoning my sleep
    It′s hard to keep a smile while thinking everybody is

    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick

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    My subconscious′s playing bad tricks on me
    Someone's knocking but there′s no one out there
    Paranoid and twisted with a pinch of mystery
    I always seek that feeling but I know that I could never relive it
    Walking on a wire just to fall and pray it's only a dream
    I see people living easy
    Good news on the TV
    Days without a trace of human feelings
    Visions getting creepy
    Poisoning my sleep
    It′s hard to keep a smile while thinking everybody is

    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick
    Sick, sick, sick, sick

    I see people living easy
    Good news on the TV
    Days without a trace of human feelings
    Visions getting creepy
    Poisoning my sleep
    It's hard to keep a smile while thinking everybody is
    Sick

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    Composición: The Vanished People, Jacopo Maria Gaeta y Piero Bonanni

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