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hollowed out between the places to gothere might be something there but you know i don't knowand i think we both find comfortin the reckless exteriorbecause its 3 a.m. again and we're both still awakeour senses shut off for simplicity's sakewe both have a way with words but the silence sounds much better for tonighti'm sorry for the mess, you see my mind is somewhere elsewe revel in obscurity, surmount when we dwellnow you're making coffee in an unfamiliar houseindulge in frailty, looking for a way outand temperance engulfs your mind everytime our aversion intertwinesit's early morning and we're both wide awakekind of nostalgic but clearly a mistakewe connect through detachmentwe prosper in a troubled medium Aus Songtexte Mania