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In a roomFull of nails and much to knowWell everything's always beenJust how it hasAnd the smile's getting painted on upstairsIt's the evening shaking crowd with bodilyAnd my memoriesDon't belong to meTry not to seeAnd in your mindIt may be soBut if you can't afford to liveI don't want to knowThe lackeys trippedAnd they'll be pistols at dawnIt's all upon your headWish you'd never been bornAnd those tragediesWill mean nothing to meOh can't you seeCause hope can leave your headPretty short of breathBut yeah you're still our friendThere's not too many left of themI tell ya I'd lied believe meI know the rumors might outlive meSongtexteWatch me get thereI'll get betterIt's too lateToo lateIn your mindIt's to and froI'll apologize for jumping down your throatAnd those memories don't belong to meTry not to seeCause hope can leave your headPretty short of breathBut yeah you're still our friendThere's not too many left of themAnd who holds you nowHolds you nowAnd who holds you downHolds your handShoot score shoesShoestring carousel (now)Score shoots scoresShoestring carousel (now)Shoot shoe shoot shoeShoestring carousel (now)Shoe shoe shoot shoeShoestring carousel (now)NowNowNow Aus Songtexte Mania