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washed out damp and alone shed the stain that I've grown to know it's hard to swallow with your hands around my throat shed the stain that I've grown to know when every inch of you set in I felt the warmth that had been absent I can feel you in my bones washed, ripe, to call your own washed out bored and alone become the stain I've grown to know it's hard to swallow with your hands around my throat shed the stain that I've grown to know when every inch of you set in I felt the warmth that had been absent I can feel you in my bones washed, ripe, to call your own don't wanna push you away, no I don't wanna push you away Aus Songtexte Mania