Sometimes I wonder, why I choose to listen to music rather listening to you,
And I wonder why I choose to watch movies rather watching your lovely face.
Probably there is something wrong with me and did I choose that?

Sometimes I wonder, why I choose intoxication from rum rather dive in your eyes,
And I wonder why skimpy models titillate me rather your naïve charm.
Probably there is something wrong with me and did I choose that?

Sometimes I wonder, why I wander lost rather find solace in your arms,
And I wonder why I choose survival of the best rather your loving surrender.
Probably there is something wrong with me and did I choose that?

You know this wonder makes me go crazy rather love you,
And I wonder why you chose me rather someone else better.
Probably there is something wrong with me and did I choose that?

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