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Ours is not a sweet loveOurs is not a flame that burns like heaven so niceDon't look in my eyes or I tell you twiceIt's really complicatedOurs is not a sweet goodbyeOurs is not a fear that melts like ? iceSo use your heart like a homing deviceAnd tell it to me laterSuddenly there's no there thereAnd you're throwin' me another blank stare'Cause we use the same products for our hairFor our hairOurs is not a sweet lullabyeOurs is not a dream that falls on innocent eyesConsider mulling over my sage adviceAnd get a new computerOurs is not a home sweet homeOurs is not a street that leads to paradiseSo hard to breathe with my balls in a viceI really should be goingSuddenly neither one of us cares that SongtexteThe rules are so unfair'Cause we use the same products for our hairFor our hairOurs is not a golden ageOurs is not a time that will be remembered as wiseSo hang your heads and watch as it diesAnd lose my phone number'Cause we are made of passing dreamsWe are here to entertain a sick dietyTo procreate with a demon seedBut I swear it gets betterSuddenly the man upstairs comes down to get some airAnd we hope he likes what we've done to our hairTo our hairOne two three four one two three fourOne two three four one two three fourOne two three four one two three fourOne two three four one two three four Aus Songtexte Mania