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And are those real angels in the magazines? Oh, is there a heaven? You'd know now you've been Are those real stars that hang in the sky? Or are they man made? A trick of the light? Amen, Amen Amen And is there a God up there? 'So, where does he hide? 'Cause the devil is raging inside my mind And is there a moment where it all makes sense? When saying goodbye, doesn't feel like the end? Amen, Amen Amen Sometimes I can't help blaming you For leaving me here, what am I supposed to do? There's plenty of women, there's drink and there's drugs But we both know that won't be enough 'Cause I see you in the daytime, and I hear you at night There's a pale imitation burnt in my eyes I don't want to be here, I don't know what to do Sometimes I'd rather be dead, at least then I'm with you Amen, Amen Amen, Amen Amen, Amen Amen, Amen Amen Aus Songtexte Mania