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I want to climb inside a work of art I want to get away from all your comments that are barbed Just because you're getting older Doesn't mean you're getting clever Just because you've got the high ground Doesn't mean you're at the fairground Just because you're ground down to a halt It doesn't mean you have to throw the Stone you always hold Just because you're getting older Doesn't mean you're getting wiser Just bеcause you've got the high ground Doеsn't mean you have the most fun I want to hide inside a piece of you Cause in the longest run I am your mother and your child Beaten by the force that assails you Your so-called friends have surely failed you Come back to the edge of crazy Come back to the edge of envy Aus Songtexte Mania