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I can’t fess up to anything Pride keeps me out of line and I stop listening So I’m not really worth defending I can tell they’ve had it up to here with my sorrow I fell when I couldn’t buy joy or even borrow for a little while It’s really getting old trying to be so lonely I’m wishing that I could let them console me I despise the way I hide from an open door My eyes gaze away from the life I haven’t lived before These lies are sneaking up behind adding more and more My demise is creeping up behind wanting more and more to end my time It’s really getting old trying to be so lonely I’m wishing that I could let them console meIt’s really getting old trying to be so lonely I’m wishing that I could let them console meIt’s really getting old trying to be so lonelyI’ll cave down and let you control me I’m wishing that I could let them console meI’ll cave down and let you control me It’s really getting old trying to be so lonelyI’ll cave down and let you control me I’m wishing that I could let them console meSongtexteI’ll cave down and let you control me Control MeConsole MeControl MeConsole MeControl MeConsole MeI’ll cave down and let you control me Aus Songtexte Mania