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[Whistling]We've run out of reasonLosing sight of what it's supposed to beA part time believer, till truthWe've somehow conceded this self-evasive solitudeIt means way too much to meAnd I hope you know, how lucky you areAnd I remember sitting back on my balconyI was'a listening to the Rolling StonesSee I was waiting for my dad to come home from work So I could show him all the chords that I'd learntSee I was under the impression I was gonna leadSome kind of simple understated lifeBut now I'm living in the shadows of a memoryAnd I hope so, man I hope so[Whistling]It's been way too longIt seems that I can't celebrate my meaningFor I am too young to mournAnd if it won't releaseIt pulls and it pushes meSongtexteTil I whither, til I whither, til I whitherAnd I hope you know, how lucky you areOh I remember sitting back on my balconyI was'a listening to the Rolling StonesSee I was waiting for my dad to come home from work So I could show him all the chords that I'd learntSee I was under the impression I was gonna leadSome kind of simple understated lifeBut now I'm living in the shadows of a memoryAnd I hope so, man I hope soOh you dare,You run like a lionTo defend your sensesAnd oh it seemsIt cuts at the coreIt's not the same my friend no moreOh no[Whistling] Aus Songtexte Mania