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Parasites to your host - it seems just foreverthat you could clear out the coast for braving bad weatherand give up the ghost - excuse them? No neverIt's just the slip of the tongueand let it drip or be wrungI guess they wish you were youngWhen paradise comes on - they're just being cleverrelating a bond you maybe should severwho's laughing out long behind every letter?It's just the cheek or a lungIt's never over and doneI guess it's not understoodthey're crawling out of the woodso don't respond to the woodthey grabbed at everything they couldI guess they know you were goodParalyzed and withdrawn in dreams of decreasingdiscovering facts that they're not releasingexpecting a pause on top of each syllablethey're talking the cause - you can't be so gullibleWithout a smile or a frownSongtextethese kids don't want to go downand that's the difference betweenyou and the cyclone machinethey say you're too tightly strungthat's why you're not having funbut that's not what it's aboutyou're trying to figure things outtoo many obstacles flungI guess you wish you were young Aus Songtexte Mania