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I've got a delicate mind I've got a dangerous nature And my fist collides With your furniture I've got a delicate mind I've got a dangerous nature And my fist collides With your furniture I'm an electric wire And I'm stuck inside your head I'm a hungry Mohican I've got a razor blade smile So don't come near me I've got a singular style Fifteen senses Are on my plate All the things You love to hate I'm an electric wire And I'm stuck inside your head Where I go to no one knows Find me where the cold wind blows Letras de cancionesRegrets Black is red and red is white In this country I do what I like Regrets (That's right that's right..) From Letras Mania