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Another day to rearrange he walked down the lane planning hours on common models A wary look beyond the edge and he was once again tasting smoke and empty bottles All of a sudden he felt strange whit his might and main figured out unhappy quarrels Tell me the first thing coming to your mind show me a mess i couldn't understand lead me the way Bitter sweet melancholy late at night it tease bringin' jingles, scabs and downing (it) doesn't matter if he quit like a smooth disease chorus, verse & happy ending SongtexteHe woke up late, slid on the floor then wobbled out and closed the door breathed softly clouds of indifference in the cold. Aus Songtexte Mania