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Well here is me on tragedy I always want what's out of reach She pulls dyed black hair back and signs Fuck that night out with the guys I never get a word in with them anyway The telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone by dear Always stupidly sar- castic my hyper spastic superhero girl So break the bruised monogamy And let him fade to memory your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccurring in my mind Do me a favor please and touch your lips to mine Aus Songtexte Mania