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Away I amDeprived of all my sleepI must look wonderful, I must look wonderful I'm totally going, I'm totally going I'm totally coming, I'm totally comingI'm totally going, I'm totally going And I'm totally coming, and I'm totally comingHook me up with something good With joy and pleasure How does my life measure to someone like you?Whatever it is, whatever it isI like it, I certainly like itWhatever it is, whatever it isI like it, I certainly like itThe ceiling of my insecurities Has sure made something out of meWhatever it is, whatever it isIt is numbing, It is numbingWhatever it is, whatever it isIt is numbing, It is numbingI don't believe in those, all those creatures That the magazines always featureWhat's the point in that?What's the point?Letras de cancionesAnd I really want to knowIs it some kind of show?Please be more sincere Whatever happens I will still love you I don't believe in those, all those creatures That the magazines always featureWhat's the point in that?What's the point in that From Letras Mania