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White Walls
There's a pressure in my chest, I'll do my best,Take the remedy and then we'll see if I can get some restThis love is chessAnd you're coming right for my king's headTake your time, they say, calculate your movesaccept the change after you pay your duesWell I've never been a fan of precisionI've never been a fan of decisions!Pull the lever bring the target up!A staring contest with the barrel of a gunLove like gun powder!There was a spark and it all got louderUnload, reload and let the games beginThe man in black will tell us this is all a sinBut I'll do it againStart the staring contest and we'll see who wins!Mouth loaded, and your tongue sprung like a trap!You burned the bridge now I have no way backI HAVE NO WAY BACKFUCK IT, opposites attractYou've always had a way with equationsI have no patience I'm just a patientTake your time, they say, calculate your movesaccept the change after you pay your duesSongtexteWell I've never been a fan of precisionI've never been a fan of decisions!I have no patience I'm just a patientThis is a hospital vacationIn a room with white walls like the white houseI'm just trying to find my way I need a lighthousePut a price on the mind and call it price gougePraying for the sun to go down to do my night roundsI cover my eyes with my hands but I see throughYour right in front of me but I can't even reach youMouth hangin' wide hopin my thoughts leak throughI have been overloaded I think I need a rebootI tried to refresh, but my life is a twinStill the same shit from that which I've been runninSomebody open up the blinds and let the sun inI'll crawl ot that window world I'm about to come in! Aus Songtexte Mania