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Middle of the night when it comes creeping I lay awake when I should be sleeping Like an Agatha Christie mystery during intermission I hold on, hold on Working everyday living for the weekend I never learned to swim how did I end up in the deep-end? Like a champion high-diver waiting for the Olympics I hold on, hold on We wrestle with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell who's winning the fight Hold on, hold on, hold on You're gonna get through it Time and again it's the same old question Where am I heading with this strange obsession Like a gambler playing on when he keeps on losing I hold on, I hold on We dance with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell when you're stepping it right Yesterday is dead and gone So today this life goes on Got to keep on moving We dance with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell when you're stepping it right Aus Songtexte Mania