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Ive got my finger on the pulsethats why i get exactly what i wanteye for an eyethey say maybe extra-fucking-ordinaryyou knowi knowwhat i gotsuperstition all right or wrongindecisions theyre dead theyre dead and goneknow you place get out of my faceor i keep my ear down to the groundelectric soil waves make a funky soundhand of a god they saymaybe holds a script of destinyand you knowi know what i wantsuperstitions all right and wrongindecisions theyre dead and gonepolar ice caps and tidal wavesscience-fiction goneonce its begun you can never hold or never fold itSongtexteive got my finger on the pulseits what youve got that ill unfoldi got my finger on the pulseill seat my heat until im toldno things lost whilst ive still got a pulse Aus Songtexte Mania