Текст песни The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster - Mister Mental

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If you caught me smiling Do you think I’m laughing Can’t you see I’m working Look at me I’m boring What you say about my friend Do you think he’s funny Like the screaming weather I’m amazed I’m living tonight Do you suffer from mental Do you suffer from mental tonight Do you suffer from mental tonight Are you dieing for pleasure Does it make you feel better Are you dieing for pleasure tonight I can feel your heart beat Can you keep on running And your mind is on heat As the world keeps burning As she draws her last breath Will you hear her calling Look at her she’s fading Be a man and suffer tonight Do you suffer from mental Do you suffer from mental tonight Do you suffer from mental tonight Are you dieing for pleasure Does it make you feel better Are you dieing for pleasure tonight Like a star at nightfall Are you feeling lonesome I belive in action So I’m moving closer Look at him he’s crying I’m a towering pillar And the world is looming Theres a war on terror Tonight Do you suffer from mental Do you suffer from mental tonight Do you suffer from mental tonight Are you dieing for pleasure Does it make you feel better Are you dieing for pleasure tonight Do you suffer from mental Do you suffer from mental tonight Do you suffer from mental tonight Are you dieing for pleasure Does it make you feel better Are you dieing for pleasure tonight

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