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Eight tiny lines of cocaine Left on a copy machine In an empty corner of a dream My sleep cannot complete The sirens and the birds You and I are too far apart And my eyes need a shave What else could go wrong? Now that I'm not harmful While life seems wrong I won't care, I won't stare You've got family out there The silver black boot It cracked my front tooth It's a new kind of truth I'm getting used to Come back only How sad if only I don't believe, you don't care You've got family out there Where the power lines are down We'd been sparks around Like angels touching down Well I see there How sad if only I don't believe, you don't care You've got family out there You've got family out there Aus Songtexte Mania