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I can't seem to face up to the factsI'm tense and nervous and ICan't relaxI can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fireDon't touch me I'm a real live wirePsycho KillerQu'est-ce que c'estFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far betterRun run run run run run run awayPsycho KillerQu'est-ce que c'estFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far betterRun, run, run, run, run, run, run, awayYou start a conversation you can't even finish it.You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything.When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.Say something once, why say it again?Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir laCe qu'elle a dit, ce soir laRealisant mon espoirJe me lance, vers la gloire, OKWe are vain and we are blindI hate people when they're not politeOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh From Letras Mania