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Looking back on sleepless nights the hardest times I could not fightin all my dreams of death it was my heart that failed the mostI did the best I could its either sink or swimbut even through the turning tide I couldn't help my drowning mindthe warm glow of the city streets and the cold concrete belowI hold my breath head strong of mankind and wade my way througha ghostly finger writes forgotten words in the dustmy soul is cracked and as it weathers it begins to rustI stutter words so unclear - fuck my lifeI always thought that it needed to be said, that everything was fineto those type of people who fade away in their mothers pridesay the guy who always gets the girl(a silent whisper) I'll fail in the real worldI've considered to liewith a jealous glint in my eyesthe rain in my head - will never die.. Aus Songtexte Mania