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Here it is again;It sounds so sweetThe way it's written,That funky beatI'm shining bright again,Or so it seemsJust cause this river's wildDon't mean it ain't deepAnd being me's like beingFlowers on fire Or the cat trapped in the dryerI say "Call me a martyr",But they just say liarAn ocean of emotion Seven seas of desireLike fields of dreams On the funeral pyreYeahRed dress at a lover's graveI'm bittersweetPretty face with a wicked smileA wolf amidst the sheepHalo framed by devil's hornsA pipebomb in the mailSongtexteYou can't stand up against me,And if you don't, I'll failFlowers on fire Or the cat trapped in the dryerI say "Call me a martyr",But they just say liarFields of dreams On the funeral pyreLike emotion and devotionOn an ocean of desire LikeFlowers on fire Or the cat trapped in the dryerI say "Call me a martyr",But they just say liarThe emotion of the ocean and Devotion and desireLike fields of dreams On the funeral pyreYeah Aus Songtexte Mania