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If you say that we're healed Give us your pills, hobos just go away But watch you be held dead Everything else is perfume Maybe I'm just a mystery I can end up your misery Maybe I'm just a mystery I can end up your misery In the end we all end up in a garbage job But I'll be the one that's holding your hand We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured Maybe I'm just a mystery I can be your misery Maybe I'm just a mystery Now we're left hanging So far, so far from my crowd We are sick, fucked up and complicated SongtexteWe are chaos We can't be cured We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured Am I man or show a moment The man on the moon or man I lost seasons Well, I'll be in after the kill We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured We are sick, fucked up and complicated We are chaos We can't be cured We are sick Aus Songtexte Mania