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I got something I can never tellIt's not evil, but it's physicalSometimes, it's like you are invisible (x2)I got something of the highest gradeIt's not something I would ever tradeSometimes, it's like we are invincibleIt's like the sound of a droneComing through a telescopeLike desire, all aloneCreeping through an open windowInside the doorway in your quiet roomOutright doing what you gotta doSometimes, it's like you are invisibleLike when you were smallIn the ice, playing with sticks and stonesFuckin' around, didn't knowFear from your little toe, oh, oh, oh... When you were small...In the ice...Like when you were smallIn the ice, playing with sticks and stones... Aus Songtexte Mania