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I am the flame the burns beside your window paneYou blow me outYou don't give a damn about gooWhat do you do?I am the mind that feeds you lies every timeI am the mind that Makes you disappear like glueHow do you do?One day I'll fly over the treesI'll get to feeling so good that I won't even ask me my ageLeave me alone you know the game pay the priceMiss-interferingI don't interefere with youLeave me to stewI'll come around I'll see the sun leave it upI want to stayIf I see anything I want I'll sayHow much for you?One day I'll fly over the seaI'll get to feeling so good that I won't even ask me my ageOne day I'll fly over the beachI'll get to feeling so good that you won't even ask me to reachOne day I'll fly over the treesI'll get to feeling so good that I won't even ask me my name Aus Songtexte Mania