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There's a din outside my door like a fill by Simon Wright my head boom boom booming out of atrophied frame There's a strange man in my bed but my memory is blind I think it's your fault, fault fault if I get drunk every night I said that I would never loved a perfect Jerk without heart so I gotta fix, stamping out your lie I buried my reckless love with a bottle of Gin my head is burn burn burning I'm tried to giving back to you You're the killer of my brain seems like a twisted game I mark the borders you want to break me down I said that I would never loved a perfect jerk without heart so I got fix, stamping out your lies From Letras Mania