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They called it modern love I call it giving up We're running out of space The cracks are in the screen The data's never clean I think we'll be replaced This is my perfect holiday I don't need my knees to pray I'm checking out, going back That's my holiday And on my perfect holiday I won't need my hands to say I'm breaking out, I don't care That's my holiday If you could break the chain And pull us back again From the nightmares that we faced That norm will take the rain That lead us through the pain And your are being erased This is my perfect holiday I don't need my knees to pray I'm checking out, going back SongtexteThat's my holiday And on my perfect holiday I won't need my hands to say I'm breaking out, I don't care That's my holiday They are all the same But we can break the chain The pleasure's in the pain If I come back again You'll know just who I am The kid who got away This is my perfect holiday I don't need my knees to pray I'm checking out, going back That's my holiday And on my perfect holiday I won't need my hands to say I'm breaking out, I don't care That's my holiday Aus Songtexte Mania