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And from her mouth she barely whispersWizened thoughts stay her tongueAnd her words are worth repeating"How the ash stains my hair..."And crawling forth, stealing inchesHer shadow in the mudShe only hears, she never listensAnd in the seconds before the crashThere's always something that wants to fight backThe glaring truth is marked upon youBy the ink of his fistsAnd do you think that it's beyond you?And you can't see the wound for the stitch?Belly to the bed, she can see his sleeping headThe crack of the door as it breaks in her wakeAnd in the seconds before the crashThere's always something that wants to fight backThe muscles ache to leave the lairTo shake the ashes from her hair Aus Songtexte Mania