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In the corporate landIn the offices of double-digit floorsEyes on a wayward moveIt's a shame you never playedNever learned to remind youI've gotta rememberDo you remember my trust lost?Descending from a crowdAnd all the city streets are loudYou were born to be a cameraA pocket of memoriesAn installation set up on your bedroom floorMakes you sing about the photographs beforeBefore you run off to the lazy storeRun back there ask for moreAscending from a crowd(Ascending Ascending Ascending)These city streets they are too loud (And all the city streets are loud)You were born to be a camera(Born born born to be a camera)And all, all the flutters shut Aus Songtexte Mania