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[Chorus:]I'm one, not your one to take it easyWe can take it insideWhere I can love how I likeIf I want it- whatever keeps me highYeah, we can take itCut loose on an endless spreeGood, because we made itAnd when mama's not around,There's no telling what we'll doWhen we're freeI've been thinking with my headThat's right,I've been thinking with my headWhether it's the right or the wrongThat's applied to the songEither way,I've been thinking with my headBed to the couch, down to the floor,Quick, learn and never quit,Else getting wornDoubts with a swornAnd a pheromone dustFirst time with a bed andWith a scared head that won't adjustSongtexteWhen I hit it onceDoubt goes out with a shade'Til the balance gives weightTo the shouts of my name'Til the balance to the frame gives outLike I'm broke-down living on the dirt roadNow's when you payWhen the bells ring,Vestibular is FritzThings on the tip,But you're setting up the hintsUsed to go to church,Now what settling is this?Like an x-man is dirtWhen integrity's a trick[Chorus:]I'm one, not your one to take it easyWe can take it insideI can have it 'cause I act like I love itIt's a matter of timeYeah, we can take itA good excuse for an endless spreeGood, because we made itAnd the world is falling down,So it may as well crash with meInhibition and the lack thereofQuick fix, almost everlasting lovePicnic finish with a classic shrugGoing in to the minute that the gasket's doneThe skill win a smile like a pewter stickRefusing his gifts like a futile tripIn gold is the king with his futile friends'Til there's no space left to maneuver withFree of mind, shackled it, tooAttaching to you with the tactile abuseAnd doubting at you with a fallible viewLike a vibe on the trashcan Gallagher crewAnd I can have it 'cause I act like I love itLike Julia acts like she like-loud love itI act like I love her 'cause I act like I had itAnd when mama's not around,Then I'm right back at it(When I'm numb, it's the one)There's no telling what we'll doWhen we're free(When I'm numb, it's the one)There's no telling what we'll doWhen we're free(When I'm numb, not your one)There's no telling what we'll doWhen we're free(It's the one, not your one)It may as well crash with meGive me the serotonin creed,Melatonin freed, telephone piece,I met him on the streetNow you're thinking sheCellular on the weekI act like I love her'Cause I know when I need itIt's thin books skimmed,Being looked, never read itIt's dig deep crossed-eyedHope line that sink itScratch that itch when you think(When mama's not around) Aus Songtexte Mania