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You don't need us to make the colours You only need us to make them bright The loneliness that comes to mind When you're slipping off the seesaw of your pride The monsters they are all tongue tied And the facts they get all garburated Swimming in a sink of troubles Waiting for their mothers to hold them Waiting for their lovers to hold them Before they die We've been there during breaks at lunches And when your night is rougher than the rest The moon it stares at you in jest And the sidewalk looks so drab and uninviting Your mother isn't watching you now No more need to wait and test the vicious waters Your shield sure can take a stab Why suffer through the boredom of it Rail a line Numb your spirit Sleeping around Got me unwound Thoughts lost and found Aus Songtexte Mania