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She told me a storyHow she wanted to dieI tried to ask herBut she wouldn't say whyI guess I made another mistake todayI though it would be safe to come out and playI see her walkingWhere I used to liveIf I stopped herWell, she could tell me thenWhere she's been, how she's beenHow have you been? how have you been?My systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughHe feels like the devilWhen no one's aroundWalks like an angelTo the back of the crowdI guess he lost somewhere along the waySongtexteI thought it would be safe to come out and playI see him talkingIn the corner storeI could stop and ask him"Is there more?"Ask him where, where he's beenHow he's been, how have you been?My systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me throughMy systematic self will get me through Aus Songtexte Mania