My Faults by Notwist
When the bomb escapes you
I see people under the under the rulings, said not I'll hear them cry
I'm so tired, I'm sick and tired
And nothing coming off that, not my fault
It's not my fault; I try to give you
It's not my fault; I try to confuse
Tried to be everything
Tried to be everything, but romance starts here
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