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Running without aimThrough the razor weedsThat only reach my kneesAnd when I'm lying in the gray sleepI don't know how to walk the boardsI open my eyes and look at the floorAnd now I don't see you anymoreThere is no choiceWe make a pointTo counteract a threatening handClose my holdLet's be near, let's be near the atmosphereRunning without aimThrough the razor weedsThat only reach my kneesAnd when I'm lying in the gray sleepI don't know how to walk the boardsI open my eyes and look at the floorAnd now I don't see you anymoreAny moreAny moreAny more... Aus Songtexte Mania