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There's comfort in the bottom of a swimming poolI'm holding my breath for youThere's no doubt in my mind that if you could then you would tryTo crack my ribcage open and pull my heart right throughThere's comfort in the bottom of a swimming poolI'm holding my breath for youThere's no doubt in my mind that if you could then you would tryTo crack my ribcage open and pull my heart right throughBut I'm a creature of a culture that I createI'm the last one on the dance floorAs the chandelier gives wayAnd I am permanently Preoccupied with your pastI've been around long enough nowTo know that the good things never lastThey never last.There's comfort in the silence of a living roomThe TV is on for youHide in your basement while your house burns downYour teeth are loose inside of your gumsThey will eventually fall outFollow an orange extension cord under a carpet, to a closet doorFeeding the black light that will someday make me very, very, very, very, very rich.SongtexteBut I'm a creature of a culture that I createAnd I'm the last one on the dance floorAs the chandelier gives wayAnd I am permanently Preoccupied with your pastI've been around long enough nowTo know that the good things never lastThey never last.How low is your self esteem And how low could it possibly be?I know, I know you're in love with meAnd I've been ignoring youI will stop cutting my pants into shortsI will address the issues I cannot ignoreAnd I will do the things I think you might likeAnd I will be alone probably the rest of my life. Aus Songtexte Mania