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Faucet, tains on the tiles The boxes have been here for a while Porcelain, fitting for my denial I'm safe when, I'm locked in Nauseous, I feel sick when I'm tired It's constant, like perpetual bile Statistics, correspond to the problem A reflex, from pretense Spill my guts before I drown And swallow 'em Write it on my ribs And on the walls of my lungs Calculate, the evidence And I was the right one Add it up, it's common sense And I was the right one First time, that I recognized it Looked away, and I denied it Convinced myself, that it was me But I was the right one Light leaking under the doorway Don't wake me up in the morning Bare feet on the concrete, it's pouring SongtexteI'm safe when, it's stormin' Spill my guts before I drown And swallow 'em Write it on my ribs And on the walls of my lungs Calculate, the evidence And I was the right one Add it up, it's common sense And I was the right one First time, that I recognized it Looked away, and I denied it Convinced myself, that it was me But I was the right one But I was the right one Aus Songtexte Mania