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Steam pours from open sores Fixed bayonets make room for your newborn child The world is wild in anticipation It can't wait for him to grow like a weed into fresh meat Boy grows into the man slowly cut like glass in hand Made from every grain of sand that washed upon Mosquito Coast If I only need what's washed upon the shore I'm sure to die a happy man No what I'm living for I see no match for the sun No more than a shadow Knelt down and meet your maker That's what you believed Last call for alcohol That's okay, I'm face down Sorry if I'm boring yo But I'm up with the sun trying to make sense of what comes back to me What gets away Call off your dogs if you recognize my face Cuz baby I'm a friend of a friend And you owe him a favor Songtexte I see no match for the sun No more than a shadow Knelt down and meet your maker That's what you believed XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Can't make sense of what comes back to him The world is much wider than I was lead to believe Call off your dogs if you recognize my face Cuz baby I'm a friend of a friend And you owe him a favor I see no match for the sun No more than a shadow Knelt down and meet your maker That's what you believed Aus Songtexte Mania