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Mum felt fine, wanting to kill the family before the news She's the ruler of the Prozac kingdom Her appliances and phoney conversations Talk to your mum, Wendy, even if she seems distant lately It's just the sunshine in her eyes The weather that the doctor prescribed And Wendy's warming her hands on the flame The Halversons will never be the same, woah-uh-oh You do something to me, you do something to me You do something to me, all the time Dad was sick, he got his fingers burnt getting close to an old flame Wonders why his wife cries all the time Wonders why he cant find peace of mind You can't expect your kids to turn out fine, when you're playing with matches Another tragic fall from success Nero fiddles on, enchanted And Wendy's warming her hands on the flames The Halversons will never be the same, woah-uh-oh You do something to me, you do something to me You do something to me, all the time He wanders, godlike through the ruins of his private world Lights up a joint and Wendy slips away Letras de cancionesLooks for redemption in her hazel eyes And cries, all the time, woah-uh-oh You do something to me, you do something to me You do something to me, all the time From Letras Mania