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fuck your prosthetic heart and phantom limbs this love was manufactured right from the begning prepare the surgery have you cut cut from me give me more then words to fall on anything that comes from the heart must be so fucking real even without a sense of touch i could tell that you were'nt really herebut i can still smell your fear but i can still feel you hereand i wont need anesthetics cause ill never regret this every incision was my decision made and i wont need anesthetics cause ill never forget this every incision was my decision madeyou tare me limb from limb Aus Songtexte Mania