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Writing with a broken hand. Above all, I can't stand, the religious rights of all these selfish.. "Caretakers." Don't go back, keep running. In the night, I sit quietly. When you should, Dream of me bleed. 10 reasons I shouldn't have fingers. 10 reasons I should have stubs. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh what a mess. What a dead desire for our damsel in distress. SongtexteThe mirrors lie. As hard as I try, to believe. Me as a person. With feelings and caring. I can do death defying acts with my eyes closed. I can see murder even when my eyes explode. I can't flee with unhappy endings, when the book is closed. I can't believe free heart surgery, watch it grow. Leave with a heavy sigh. Can't see the warning signs. Just leave the kid behind. Nobody believes Colten Stein. I am just like all the rest, the best, the best, can't finish the test, the test, though. Wow girl, you're fully dressed. Aus Songtexte Mania