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It's great but it makes me want to hate myselfI'm dreaming in a sick shade of greenMy consciousness is flowingInside my heart it's snowingMy knuckles are white with the strain A gentle caress is too great a requestListing listening and bringing it homeScott is too hot to be caughtIan is keen on being meanRunning fingers through my hair I just can't get my head on straightI feel it's coming six months lateOr maybe I'm just on time and weakness is my only crimeOr maybe I'm just too sure and I'm acting too demureOr maybe I'm just an animal and I'm going to be cruelOr maybe I just don't know what I am A gentle caress is too great a requestListing, Listening and bringing it all homeMy consciousness is flowingInside my heart it's snowingRunning fingers through my hair I just can't get my head on straightLetras de cancionesI feel it's coming six months lateOr maybe I'm just on time and weakness is my only crimeOr maybe I'm just too sure and I'm acting too demureOr maybe I'm just an animal and I'm going to be cruelOr maybe I just don't know what I am I just can't get my head on straightI feel it's coming six months lateOr maybe I'm just on time and weakness is my only crimeOr maybe I'm just too sure and I'm acting too demureOr maybe I'm just an animal and I'm going to be cruelOr maybe I just don't know what I am What am I x3What am I to you? From Letras Mania