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I wished you were dead that nightWhere a rotten rat corpse caught my sightCats would fought on things you laugh aboutSo I step of the curbs that were dirtier than I thoughtI wished you were dead that nightWhere a rotten rat corpse caught my sightCats would fought on things you laugh aboutSo I step of the curbs that were dirtier than I thoughtClouds were bold and greySo I stopped by a mosque and prayBut sky were cold and greySo I stopped by a mosque and prayI could feel the streetI'm not scare of things that once had shiver my feetAnd lads would fought on things you'd laugh aboutSo I step of the curbs that were dirtier than I thoughtClouds were bold and greySo I stopped by a mosque and prayBut sky were cold and greySo I stopped by a mosque and prayI could feel the streetI'm not scare of things that once had shiver my feetAnd lads would fought on things you'd laugh aboutSo I step of the curbs that were dirtier than I thought Aus Songtexte Mania