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When it almost all endsfrom an asteriod, a warhead, or aliensbrush myself off and pry some shoesfrom a charred corpse and make my way home to youFound a puppy on the side of the roadgnawing on an elbow, so I'm bringing her homewhere in the rubble, we'll start our new lifejust each other, the roaches, and oatmeal cream pies Aus Songtexte Mania