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I'm bored as hellBut it's not like the staticin keeping my interest'Cause I know it's the ones that you lovethat keep you aliveNo I'll never tell'Cause there's nothing the matterthat I couldn't satisfyby myselfI'll do it myselfI'm a messI'm a messand there's nothing left here to hold ontoI'm a messI'm a messand I'm starting to think that I need youthat I need youlike a mess needs a roomI tripped and I fellthrough a hole in the atticand I'm charismaticallyfalling downback to my house in the sandSongtexteIt all looks the sameWhen you're running from lovelike the blood that is running straight through my veinsOh please tell my nameI've something to sayI'm a messI'm a messand there's nothing left here to hold ontoI'm a messI'm a messand I'm starting to think that I need youthat I need youlike a mess needs a roomI'm a messI'm a messand there's nothing left here to hold ontoI'm a messI'm a messand I'm starting to think that I need youthat I need youlike a mess needs a roomlike a mess needs a room Aus Songtexte Mania