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And I'm waking up again Talk to the hand 'cause spinning is my head I'm asking questions and I'm Cleaning out my soul Because growing up was just practice It's the life thereafter that's the test Jesus Christ don't tell my this I'm praying that I will not be missed [Chorus:] It's about structure It's about getting where I need to be I'm fighting for this everyday My mind's in the gutter and it's telling me to stay It's about structure It's about knowing where I need to be This is who I am today I pray tomorrow I will be the same The framing in my house is fucked I wish I'd say it's just bad luck Can't even blame it on the boogie Doing all this to myself Make my life a living hell Help me find my way The concrete's cracking and it's fucking up my day [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania