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Blind people must fall in love with a sense of mind, a sense of touch But when you insist on finding shadows in which to kiss And down the lights to cover the sights of your nakedness It feels so restrained Are we really ashamed Of what we possess? It's just nakedness Feeling too fat, feeling too thin Needing some clothing to cover the skin Thinking in terms of original sin Not knowing where the other one's been Afraid to discuss the difference between Falling in love and physical need A thousand distant painted looks Staring from adverts and top-shelf books Makes us afraid of what we reveal How it's portrayed is not how it feels It feels so individual It feels so other-personal Dresses up creates fiction Under restriction SongtexteFear of not being what the other one sees Image contradicting what lies underneath All the protection comes off in the end Nothing left to judge you by, nothing to defend Covered up the truth so long it seemed it wasn't there Here it is so laugh aloud or tell me why you're scared Aus Songtexte Mania