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vI don't know where to start or when to stopAnother closing door, another ticking clockPeople pass through like they're made of airAnd I have to look twice to see who's thereI hope there comes a time when i really don't careWhy should I care?Everybody's looking like they've got something to sayAbout the things I do, about me and youIt goes in one ear and out of the otherYou don't know me sister, you don't own me brotherI hope there comes a time when i really don't careWhy should I care?I don't know what he saidI don't know what she saidBut now everyone I meetWhen i walk down the streetSays off with her headI don't know what he saidI don't know what she saidThey're all off their heads From Letras Mania