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Words are spoken around a lie A hundred needles in the eye Hands and hearts in a fiery mess Burning trust while still in the dress Writing from the window signs Seems to think that two are combined Truth and loyality locked behind a door Rather by a lying bitch Than found to be whore Caught red handed, knees are down Weapon in hand, going to town No back story, no where to run Caught red handed, with a smoking gun With a smoking gun Aus Songtexte Mania