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A sore heart and a hand to hold A sore heart and a hand to hold tonight When I hold you in my arms And pretend that I am sleeping Well I hope you understand Underneath the sheets with your hopes And your fears And inadequacies And your sheets and your hopes and your fears Are you happy with your life? Are you happy with your life? Walking home with the sun on your face And we're drunk again, but you like it that way Walking home with the sun on our face And you're drunk again, but we like it that way Are you happy with your life? Are you happy with your life? It's just a little bit further, just a little bit more Just a little bit harder, just a little bit sore Just a little bit lucky, just a little bit good Just a little bit funny, just a little bit cruel Just a little bit cruel Aus Songtexte Mania