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Hey, child, you've got blood On your doorstep Long eyes, cheap talk Strange voices How long can you hold Hold down your resistance? Hey, child, you don't know No, baby, you don't know your own existence And in the ruins of the nights that we went Writin' numbers on our arms But when you wake up to find there's nothin' left Don't you know your future's almost gone? Hey, child, you better get right on you Hey, child, you got so many better things to do Hey, child, you've got dogs Dogs that guard your weakness Pull in all your wounded men Oh, baby, don't you know that they're useless? Your lamp is burnin' low, and the streets are cold and wet You're just a face without a name But when you wake up and find there's nothin' left Oh, honey, baby, ain't it a shame? Songtexte Hey, child, you better get it right on you Hey, child, you got so many better things to do Hey, child, no, you ain't found it yet Hey, child, you better quit placin' all those bets Hey, child, no, no, no, no, no Hey, child, you're gonna get it right on you Hey, child (Woah) Aus Songtexte Mania