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A hammer of purple shit bashes down on your fantasy fantasy piled upon the fantasy that maybe now you are free little boy, can I ever love you enough little boy, can I face you truly enough can I ever pat your head gently enough can I ever smile at you honestly enough can I keep dread far from your heart enough no, I cannot when I am near you everything everything everything is worth its cost your dad told me he has no feelings now I understand Aus Songtexte Mania