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can't stop when the music box is burning we have been running here for years but our coffins turning and the walls are closing in forever is closing in the glass that seperates the entrance will keep them in suspense communication; define your finest dream to me we will encapsulate our eyes we'll fix the makeup so that I can't see and we'll find denial perfectly we'll find you looking through they have it they got me they would have never found me stare into these eyes of green and find denial perfectly we could be asking for so much more than this Aus Songtexte Mania