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What makes us burn every bridge we cross? Or walk aimlessly into oncoming traffic? Third times a charm, but would we even get that far? Thought I owed it to everyone, but I owe it to myself. Well, I've got fourteen balloons But, I think I'll let them take to the sky Yeah, I've got fourteen balloons We can count them one by one, and say goodbye Aus Songtexte Mania