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Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongFeels alright when I drink to blur the day into the nightAnd blustery nights in through the rainIt's all alone that I am singing this anguish to youAnd you're to blame, I'm still the same, I'm still the sameSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongFeels alright when I drink to blur the day into the nightIn lovely hour and in the room it's into bloomThat I have called your flower for meAnd I'm to blame, you're still the same, you're still the sameRaise up girl and be glad you were not born a manUp girl and be glad you were not born a manSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongAnd like a star that I have chosen for meAnd I have placed one eye on the skyThe sky's the same, the moon's to blame, the moon's to blameRaise up girl and be glad you were not born a manUp man and be glad you were not born a godSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get alongSounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along, sounds From Letras Mania