Crazy world Full of crazy contridictions, like a child. First you drive me wild, and then you win my heart With your wicked art. One minute tender, gentle, then tempermental as a summer storm. Just when I believe your heart's getting warmer, you're cold, and you're cruel. And I like a fool, try to cope, try to hang on, to hope. Crazy world Every day the same old roller coaster ride. But I've got my pride, I won't give in. Even though I know I'll never win. Oh, how I love this crazy world.
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