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So you think I'm so unstable that I can't walk aroundAnd if I made my own choices I'd be buried undergroundWell I have to move on, I have to forget what I've foundIt's like playing with black magic, I know I'm going downWoo-ooh-woo-oohI can't even stand the thought of my,Of my mindOf my mindWoo-ooh-woo-ooh From Letras Mania