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It's five AMWake up and smell the disappointmentsIt's clear to me you've made your choice againIt's clean cut, routine, brown paper bagI can't blame you cause I've never walked in your shoesDriving home from your nine to fiveI hope you reminsce the front seats and sounds that made you feel aliveIs this all that I have left?Was it the all night, silent fights with your extra baggage?With your back straight through the door, I swear I'm doing fineDear brother, where have you been these days?I swear it's been yearsDear brother, where have you been these days?I swear it's been yearsI swearI swear it's been yearsDear brother, I'm never coming backMy new lover, you have my backAnd all my heart and your best intentions on my mind Aus Songtexte Mania