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He walks slow, he walks slower then me He gets angry when you tell him that he talks, he talks faster then me He doesn't notice when he says nothing at all You're a real machine when it comes to saying things that you don't mean Do you mean? Cause I can't tell at all, This conversations ended cause I'd rather be alone Then to hear your fucking torture as it spills out of your throat How many times we tried it, I guess I just lost track Tell all your friends I'm bitter, I don't care just don't come back Just don't come back, just don't come back I gave up a long time ago the thought that you could ever talk to me In a tone of voice that doesn't make me feel like I am three Like I am three years old as you explain exactly what I've done Or what you thought I did, [?] From Letras Mania