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You said that you wanna know how I'm feeling You have some words but none with any meaning You wanna know, wanna know how my head aches While sit there justifying your mistakes Make it out into the air in any case But there's a history you cannot erase You take away then give me back my ammunition There ain't a game like a fixed competition So, tell me what I hoped Oh, you can't make your mind up You'll only divide us With this information, this information Oh, I never signed up For you to provide us With this information, this information If I'd know that I'd own up to what I'm hearing Your balance grows while the world's disappearing We'rе not all saints, not all saints, but we're not sinners And in thе end no-one else is winner So tell me lies, tell me lies, keep your secrets I'm at the stage where I don't wanna hear it A little hope goes a long way to healing But I deny that I define what I believe in Letras de canciones So, tell me what I hoped Oh, you can't make your mind up You'll only divide us With this information, this information Oh, I never signed up For you to provide us With this information, this information Oh, you can't make your mind up You'll only divide us With this information, this information Oh, you can't make your mind up You'll only divide us With this information, this information Oh, I never signed up For you to provide us With this information, this information This information, this information From Letras Mania