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everything I have ever learned I learned at the funerals of good men and everything I have ever learned I've forgotten again I broke my own heart again I broke my own heart again it was a stupid thing to do I could sing to you until my throat is sore but it wouldn't do any good and my room looks like like a tramp moved in and there's nothing that I can do and in my small house tonight I think that I might die and meet you in a brighter place and maybe put things right it's training for life it's training for life that I need that I need that I need Songtexteso swim for health and swim for happiness swim for health and swim for happiness and maybe we'll sleep maybe we'll sleep maybe I'll sleep maybe I'll sleep Aus Songtexte Mania