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Cheap bed, in the redSleep the words out of your headCold floor, nice and rawEat the meat that's on the floorHigh tide, some disguiseLoving makes the cream taste niceNew shore, final scoreOn fresh demand, I'm wanting moreThis might not last too longSo always take itThis might not last too longSo take itReasons, reasons were here from the startIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionYou cry, justifyBut deep beneath the feelings liePhoto, looking oldMemory makes the day feel coldThey've gone, sing your songSongtexteWalk the flow, ah, too slowPost boom, second doomStealing cake to eat the moonThis might not last too longSo always take itThis might not last too longSo take itReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were here from the startIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionReasons, reasons were part of the artIt's my instinction, it's my instinctionIt's my instinction, heyStealing cake to eat the moonStealing cake to eat the moon Aus Songtexte Mania