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It's hard to send our fears down the river,and harder still to feel when it hurtsBut joy will fall into the cracks when we are rigid,and fear controls when we are worried about our worth Subliminal, I guess, the way we're sinningIf the wicked get no rest, and I'm wide awake This offer only stands in the momentfor cowards tend to care if it leadsShame can set up traps that change the meaningof the words that have an origin in need Subliminal, I guess, the way we're sinningIf the wicked get no rest, and I'm wide awakeSubliminal, I guess, the crimes committedIf the wicked get no rest, and I'm wide awake Aus Songtexte Mania