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all our lies and the dream we hide they fester like diseases in the back of our minds until we finally lose control 'cuz I have been replaced by a million mornings afterwards we wipe these thoughts away the candle's burnt at both ends and there's nothing left between hope I can rip away the wax and wake up from this dream cover up we've gotta dull ourselves together because we cut just like a knife in the night searching for someone to tell us we're alright Aus Songtexte Mania