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We're all playing dumb like we don't notice youBut that's just the fun cause you don't want us toThings I'm thinking,Walls I'm breaking,Berlin in my goddamn brain, yea!Tell us your plan we're waiting eagerlyDrunk on the streets of some bad memoryGin and tonic,We were dependent on it,Being gone- well she's still getting songs,You see, I try to be, a sensitive guy,I guess it's just not my styleNow I'm sick as a dog,What's the harm in calling meGut be my god I'll choose instinctivelySee this coming? No! I didn't plan on anythingI never do, it leaves me calling, calling, and calling youSinging sappy tunes by a sensitive guy,I guess I'm just not your styleSongtexteClever and quickness,Don't fail me now I need this,I'll use you as I regress,Into my same old best dressed,Haircut, eyelashBeautiful worldly,I need your wisdom so dirty,I feel like drowning in my ignorance,I never asked for any of this,Damn us sensitive guys,We're going down with our pride Aus Songtexte Mania