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you could cut off all my hairso short there's nothing even thereand when my head gets cold enoughi'll know it's time to coverbut don't take away my shoesthey're the last things i could loseand even if this world should weigh me downi'd still need a way to move across the groundand you could take away my clotheswhy you'd want to, i don't knowand when the weather's getting dampi guess i'd join a nudist campbut don't take away my shoesthey're the last things i could loseand even if this world should weigh me downi'd still need a way to move across the groundand you could take away my breathbring me closer to my deathand while i'm struggling to breathei could always up and leaveso don't take away my shoesthey're the last things i could loseand even if this world should weigh me downi'd still need a way to move across the ground Aus Songtexte Mania