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Ma' old lady told me: "I'm fine when I'm not drinking" She's not the one who's got to walk around when you're scared This body of mine, yeah, it has a very vicious way Writing all the stress out, pushing people away So why should I not crumble? Take a tumble on the home-sweet hill? Cause if I wasn't here, then I'd surely be dead That's what the therapist said Yeah, little Billy told me to mockle all the merry ways Live under the what they call the easter And die on Christmas day (w-oh) Why should I not crumble? Take a tumble on the home-sweet hill? Cause if I wasn't here, then I'd surely be dead That's what the therapist said Then the therapist told me not to bother with love and one another An' focus on the Ivy man Don't even bother with sister's and the brother's Cause not to love itself is not is a crime So do it, til' you feel fine (w-oh) Ma' old lady told me: "I'm fine when I'm not drinking" SongtexteBut she's not the one who's got to walk around when you're scared So why should I not crumble? Take a tumble on the home-sweet hill? Cause if I wasn't here, then I'd surely be dead That's what the therapist said Oh, if I wasn't here, then I'd sure be dead That's what the therapist, oh my crazy therapist That's what the therapist said Aus Songtexte Mania