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Back to the world, the acrobats spinning around with his head in the bay, stepping in close to that door Shivers in pain, his mind slipping back in to behind his view a place he made through that door back filling gold and colors that poured from his mouth dripping shame found as the flowed through that door comforts in time that pull and push against the moon climbing games that reach us to get through that door Now back to the world, the acrobats spinning around their heads in the bay all the way back to that door It's in the door Aus Songtexte Mania