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this song, this room, this record players emptyi don't talk alot, I don't think I could make itthrough a night, alone, it's just like any otherAnd I'm glad we've got eachotherI've said goodbye, to all my past ambitionsI'm just trying to find, a rythm or a reasonI don't care about the reasons that I'm livingThis world really doesn't mean nothin to meThis song, this room, It's like my head is emptyI stare and wonder, If i could forgive meAnd I miss the past, we all live and dieAnd I don't know why, Yeah i guess I'd like to know whywe, we say, and we singwe sing and say what we feel cause we don't knowand we're sick and tired, and tired of waitingThese thoughts and fears, left behind a messof memories, and tears, i didn't hold my breathIf this is all there is, I guess it could be betterBut everything could always be betterwe, we say, and we singwe sing and say what we feel cause we don't knowand we're sick and tired, and tired of waiting Aus Songtexte Mania