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I'm 15 centimeters tallA single step's a sturdy wallA dark and distant port of call from youI move through a different sort of spaceA day takes years for me to traceWhile age redecorates my face, it's trueI set my soul to sleepBeneath your shoesLord knows I'm tiredOf thinkin bout you, youOf thinkin about you, you, youIt don't take a champion to talkAbout how to line yourself in chalkRun like hell instead of walk, thank youIn a cold and mercenary fieldBack bared by reinvented wheelsThe broken bones you can't conceal poke throughI set my soul to sleepBeneath your shoesLord knows I'm tiredOf thinkin bout you, youOf thinking about you, youOf thinking about you, youOf thinking about you, you, you Aus Songtexte Mania