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and i guess to some this might look like a problemi suppose somewhere i've changed along the waysee, there used to be a part of methat generated tearsso careless by the things i've seenthat governs what you feeland you still can't give it upin the time it takes rebuild the man you are, whoaeach and every time i try to climb i see to falli suppose it's just a lieand the one you love's not really yours at all, whoaand you'd hope that would be loud enough to keep me up at nightbut i swear it when i say to youi sleep just like a babywith all the sinful things i say,the things i donot one of them will phase meand i guess this time around i've got a problemsee we're all a product of the place we liveand i'm well aware nobody owes me anythingmy mother's father told me loud and clearset your clock, your chin up high and sell your timeearn your dollars, feel it in your handsset your clock, your chin up high and sell your timeSongtexteearn your dollars, feel it in your hands, whoaset your clock, your chin up high and sell your timeearn your dollars, feel it in your handsand you still can't give it up, whoaeach and every time i try to climb i seem to falli suppose it's just a lieand the one you love's not really yours at all, whoaand you'd hope that would be loud enough to keep me up at nighti swear it when i say to youi sleep just like a babybut all the sinful things i say,the things i donot one of them will phase me Aus Songtexte Mania