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I was standing in a moshpit I was thinking about you And everything started to move Love's more or less Morning since I got this mess And it picked through my heart Out checking again now Sourthern bitch to my count now Future looking bad bad bad I close my eyes and open in To be or not to be a man I'm catching a fever I'm such a receiver The computer in my mind I'm feeling like a car crash Something move then relax Can you hear my heart Aus Songtexte Mania