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She's seeing colours in a million shades of grey She might seem mean but she just comes across that way Another customer, another tray of nothing new She dreams of discotheques in Bali and Corfu Sleepwalking mannequin I've become I'm twenty years old Why'm I feeling so numb? I die and I die and I'm still alive I live in a world that's surreal I cry and I lie and I wonder why I'm not touching the things that I feel Picks up his briefcase, takes his coffee at the door If he were blind he could still find the seventh floor Another lineup for that screaming Sunday train He dreams of painted sails floating on the Seine Android attached to a hard cell phone Why are these thoughts that I have not my own? I die and I die and I'm still alive I live in a world that's surreal I cry and I lie and I wonder why I'm not touching the things that I feel Look at that sunset, it's beautiful SongtexteI can't see it through these clouds in my head I'm missing the point I should be outside laughing But I'm still in bed Should catch the sun and wake up again I live in a world that's surreal I cry and I lie and I wonder why I'm not touching the things I'm not touching the things that I feel I'm not touching the things that I feel I live in a world that's surreal I die, I die Not touching the things that I feel Aus Songtexte Mania