Skye - What's Wrong with Me Lyrics
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What's Wrong with Me
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What Are The Lyrics For What's Wrong with Me By Skye?
I try not to think about the distance of the setting sun
I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the saints and sinners, who have more fun? I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the evil empires and stupid fools I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the regulations and the rules I try not to think about the rain Oh oh oh What's wrong with me? I try not to think about the money, the mortgage on my home I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the voice mails, e-mails, angry females on the phone I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the job and all responsibilities I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about my TV, BBC or MTV I try not to think about the rain Oh oh oh What's wrong with me? Oh oh oh oh What's wrong with me? I try not to think about the planets when they line up wrong I try not to think about the rain I try not to think about the future or the future, so on and so on I try not to think about the rain Oh oh oh What's wrong with me? Oh oh oh oh What's wrong with me? |
Who Wrote What's Wrong with Me By Skye?
Jeffrey A. Mcdonald, Steven Shane Mcdonald
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What's The Duration Of The What's Wrong with Me By Skye?The duration of What's Wrong with Me is 4:31 minutes and seconds. |
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