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Vārdi: Megadeth. Hidden Treasures. Problems.

Too many problems, oh why am I here?
I need to be me, 'cause you're all too clear
And I can see there's something wrong with you
Oh, what do you expect me to do?

At least, I gotta know what I wanna be
Don't come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely, you got no-one
You got your body in suspension

That's a problem, problem, problem
The problem is you

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You don't do what you want and you fade away
You work for me, you're working nine-to-five
It's too much fun of bein' alive

I'm usin' my feet for my human machine
You work for me, livin' for the screen
Are you gettin' lonely, all needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
Oh what you gonna do?
Problem, problem

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
Well, what you gonna do with your problem
The problem is you, problem

I ain't death trip but I ain't automatic
You work for me just stay ecstatic
Don't you give me any orders
To people like me, there is no order

Bet you thought, you had it all worked out
Bet you thought, you knew what I was about
Bet you thought, you'd solved all your problems
But you are the problem

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you

Oh, what you gonna do with your problem?
I'll leave it up to you, oh problem
The problem is you, you got a problem
Oh, what you gonna do?

They know a doctor, gonna take you away
They take you away and they throw away the key
They don't want you and they don't want me
You got a problem, the problem is you

Problem, well, what you gonna do?
Problem, have you got a problem?
Problem, well you got a problem

Problem
Problem
Problem
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