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He thinks with his dick, you think with your heart He tells you that you're gonna be a star It's bitter, pass the fever on The boys, they say the magic's all gone He's loaded at the bar and herds the boys like sheep (You're gonna be the next big thing) He goes to war, don't let him near someone like me I face the wind, it sounds like God There's something that just feels so wrong No skin to wear, no face to put on The girls, they say the magic's all gone He's loaded at the bar and herds the boys like sheep (You're gonna be the next big thing) He goes to war, don't let him near someone like me I detach the ground beneath And the gravel's on my teeth And my God can't give the help Could you pass the fever to somebody else? We used to run this city in a span of weeks (Stop) Those boys, they spiked my drink (Stop, tell him to stop) Our secret's safe with me (Stay back) Letras de canciones He's loaded at the bar and herds the boys like sheep (You're gonna be the next big thing) He goes to war, don't let him near someone like me He thinks with his dick, you think with your heart He tells you that you're gonna be a star It's bitter, pass the fever on From Letras Mania