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Everyone is so kind as they waste my time i will trade my mind for another rip my ticket to get over you i feel sicker every time i try to prove grab my pocket while i stagger ahead can't you see that need this ticket everyone i know is a drag. what's wrong with that boy again talk into my hand and get out kick my habit with a punch to my head engineering tools to set me straight strike me harder to adjust the truth for all to see trade apathy for remedy so i can feel for you eyes wide open lips are dry mind's forever doomed i might be slightly overdressed i'll be finished soon check my cover save my soul be my lover take the blow acting so damn naturally hush little baby do you really think It's roy with that bong again Aus Songtexte Mania