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My darling, my darling are you as composed as the space you fill? you know there's little reason to demand what cant be given from the heads you fill and you aim your thoughts homeward as if you had a reason to be gone and you were raised by sirens they taught you not to talk all words are empty but they lent you their hats, screaming bring back from the other side some sympathy and your spend no time to wonder when you claim to know the answer why be wrong so you put on your painted dress while the badass takes your hand and tempts you homeward and so i've heard that you've gone wrong but is it OK if I think of you 'cause you might just be what i'm counting on Songtextejust one more day that I must get through well you break just like the morning and if yesterday dont know you well who does then and if you ever seek me out i'll be someone among the people you call ? well you'd love to be a martyr but you got nothing to die for so you wait and wintertime is coming you can feel the cold drum drumming once again and so i've heard that you've gone wrong but is it OK if I think of you cause you might just be what im counting on just one more day that I must get through well I love my country I love my country but I fear your mother I fear your mother and shes growing older or so they told her and flowers wont replace her your my sheath, i'm your rapier and so i've heard that you've gone wrong but is it OK if I think of you 'cause you might just be what i'm coutning on just one more day that I must get through that I must get through Aus Songtexte Mania