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I lift a foot off of the bridge, yeah Thought of how it'd be to soar And if I was to meet my end, ooh-ooh-ooh I'd stand before some kind of door When asked with my life what I've done I screamed I wrote some fucking songs Yeah, I wrote some fucking songs Yeah, I did some good, I did some wrong I wrote some fucking songs One-twenty miles Aus Songtexte Mania