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I remember now it was sometime in July. She blew me away like spit from an eye. She was the bluest glass I'd ever find. I was the blackest hold she'd ever find. And I went down around, Down on my electric knees. Yeah I went down around Wishing that we'd never meet. How are we alive? How are we alive still? Flowers in an ice storm When I'm gone for way too long, and I don't mind the thought of dying without you. If I could play eight notes for you they'd be. Aus Songtexte Mania