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You followed the mouse into its hole and You decided that hole was homeYou didn't care about the sea or The hairs on the backs of the necksOf your drowning familyThat was fifteen years agoPetroleum in your footprints and The dozen scars from past no-goesAnd the banks had all closed downThe girls are dressed in razor wireTo keep them from the rogues of this townWe are X, we are YBut I won't pretend that there's no space In my chest for a Russian winterNow rains againYou followed the mouse into its holeNow you're never coming homeOh you've got a divining rodBetween two scrawny legs makes me nowSeem holier than thouSongtexteX and Y, but I won't pretend that there's no spaceIn my chest for a Russian winterNow rains againThere's rooms I can't enterSnow covers everythingOh the worst thing is delivering this kind of toneTo the X's and Y's of one of my ownHow did we get so oldI'll never get over thisWe are X, we are YBut I won't pretend that there's no spaceIn my chest... Aus Songtexte Mania