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I trap myself in my own ideas;
I lost my sense of self control.
If only I had someone right here;
it could maybe make me wrong.
I'm sinking, I'm sick.
I'm tied, I'm tired.
It's just something that I want to know
Why do I have this necessity
to make a stain in my white shirt? (chorus 2x)
The world around me seems to be calling.
And calling, and calling, and calling;
and calling, and calling, and calling;
and calling, and calling.
And calling for a funny guy;
and calling for a cool guy;
and calling for a brave guy;
and calling for a strong guy.
And calling for a strong guy that doesn't seem to feel.
And calling for a strong guy that doesn't seem to fear.
And calling for a strong guy that doesn't even seem to exist.
It's just something that I want to know
Why do I have this necessity
to make a stain in my white shirt? (4x)
to make a stain in my white shirt... (3x)
