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For every questions there's an answer You can find it when you look deep within Problems blow back in your face When you toss them to the wind Life is a cycle of pleasure Life is a cycle of pain And life the four seasons They all come around again Where you are I?ve been Where I am you?ve yet to go Trust the voices in your head And the visions of your soul Battles are won When there's courage to fight When there's war in the day Find the peace at night. i am on top of a tricky situation balancing terrors on the head of a pin the only breeze i get is that from the papers pushed around my desk, trying to win you are so sad like a lonely zero there's nothing to fear but being yourself loosen up the bad days without a Miranda keeping all your keys worn, helping yourself Songtexte i am at war with the doors in my building look the other way and they all disappear but in the other room there's a candle flicking spitting our flames in the shape of a tear i think a museum is a medicine cabinet valium prescribed by some guy named monet guardsmen say step away from the aspirin pill covered tiled floor, capsule array you are like one of those sunday drivers whenever I'm speeding you get in the way if i could only stop with all these high fives maybe we'd almost have something to stay but in a tiny room there's a candle flicking spitting out flames that beg you to stay and in a tiny room there's a room that's smaller confined and awkward sends you away but i am on top of a tricky situation balancing terrors on the head of a pin the only breeze i get is that from the papers pushed around my desk, trying to win Chorus I feel something big is happening I feel something big is going to be on the street there's never a stranger run from smoke clouds, die by yourself and if this moment?s truly in danger I will abandon all prospects of health sing me a rag tag army of saviors everyone knows i need some relief and you're so set with your tiny new paint brush how can you tell if i'll ever be beat? telephone calls are not a disaster unless you're running from a telephoneman sidekicks surface as the story's hero holding some ransom on the man with the plan but i am on top of a tricky situation balancing terrors on the head of a pin the only breeze i get is that from the papers pushed around my desk, trying to win Chorus I feel something big is happening I feel something big is going to be confused and cold and they tell you to hang on this science will make test tubes of us all dog ear deadly pages of a higher asterisk sip softer coffee, watch giants fall orange and yellow are a box of matches outlaw lawyers in a faker's parade telecast lightning with a proper reverb 42 pictures, slow watery fade i know that these old battles are won when sometime somewhere there's courage to fight and if this war is wrecking your daytime take heart darling find peace at night but i am on top of my urge to ponder checking my watch to see if I'm sane but in a tiny room there's a lyric yonder kissing like lover's in the pouring rain Chorus I feel something big is happening I feel something big is going to be one, two, three, four, five, six, seven eight, nine, ten.....eleven one, two, three, four, five, six, seven eight, nine, ten.....eleven Aus Songtexte Mania