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The screen, it's talking in chorusAt least it's being honestThere must be something...Something...To get my teeth into, to get my teeth intoAre you getting this? Are you getting this?Ages ago, I saw you...Aches and pains,play on wordsI'll just keep on readingInvested interestThe static and the flickerShows me words and picturesAm I delusional?Is 20 hours walking distance?The spirograph clearly shows you're rehabilitated nowNot a wordNot a wordWalking distance,it's walking distance...I'm thereIt's only 20 hours awayYou told me something had to changeIf only I could keep myself awayA broken process, I'll make an effortYou'll paint a picture, a work in progressNot a word,not a word, not a wordEvery time you disappear, every time you disappearShe has a confession, she wants to get betterSo I'll make a token effortAs we get closer the room gets smallerAnd that's all she wants, progress Aus Songtexte Mania