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What you want Is rarely what you end up with The carnal need They push away the honesty You try to come convey ideas and dreams But no one cared enough to see Your patience made you sell your soul So here you are on the radio Inside you are growing old You're fading out of stereo And what you need Some hasty feel and company That string to creed We are simian ghost eternally That string to creed We are simian ghost eternally That string to creed We are simian ghost eternally Aus Songtexte Mania