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Текст: Off With Their Heads. Why'd You Care.

Why'd you care? Why'd you want me there?
Why'd you sin? Why'd you let me in?
I got no shoes, I always got the blues
I gave myself to drinking drugs and filth

I see the gloom and doom in every room
You see the light in every darkened night

Why'd you want me, babe?