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I taught myself to survive a four story fall Wearing a space suit and a dead englishman's socks It's a textbook procedure, kid Right out of the pages of the hollowed out book Where once I hid my face stuck in glasses Don't lose your shoes over such a simple step as hitting ground Just remember to roll, Just remember to roll. Silence in a five story starewell I say, and that's all I can think of In my brandon-eyed dead of day crawl I can barely squeeze that lie Through the black clawed pinhole between my two front teeth MOM, I've kept a razor under my tongue since I was a small toddler with a tight belt I haven't been able to kiss a woman with an open mouth, my friend Cause I'm afraid that I'd split her lip, Is that sick? Aus Songtexte Mania