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At the end of the weekendIt's hard to stand tallAt the end of the weekendIt's hard to stand tallWhen you spend every waking momentStaring at the same crack in the wallIf you like feeling luckyThere's some strangers to callIf you like feeling luckyThere's some strangers to callIf you lose your concentrationStaring at the same crack in the wallThere's a tick in your pocketThere's a flame on your wallThere's a rip in this ticketAnd a stain on it allI know of a place you could visitI know of a place you could visitWhen everyone's stepping on your toesThey breathe in your bubble and wait for it to blowAnd if you turn for a momentThat crack is in your skullNo don't turn for a momentSongtexteOr that crack is in your skullIf you lose your concentrationStaring at the same crack in the wallIf you lose your concentration Aus Songtexte Mania