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I am only humanWith my fiendish desiresAnd twisted wires in my headIn my headI lie awake in bed at nightFearing what awaits me on the other sideThe other sidePeople on the road of their lives use the stars as a mapTo plan a routeTo plan a routeWhen a hundred thousand years agoThose same stars in the same skyBurnt outThey burnt outAnd it's true we're on our ownDon't get yourself down, you're not aloneOur self-destruction is all we ownOur way of living, our parents could never condoneAll I've reaped is what I've sownThey could never condone, all I've reaped is what I've sownThey could never condone, all I've reaped is what I've sownThey could never condone, all I've reaped is what I'vePeople on the road of their lives use the stars as a mapSongtexteTo plan a routeTo plan a routeWhen a hundred thousand years agoThose same stars in the same skyBlew upThey blew up Aus Songtexte Mania