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I tried to outrun my demons, but they snuck around the back way and headed me off at the curve in a fierce ambush I may as well have balanced a bucket of water on the head of a pin because to shed your demons you'd have to shed your own skin so if there's a way out of my skin I'd like to know just what it is I want a new language and a new tongue, a new strategy cuz I tried to outrun my demons it was like trying to catch a dark cloud with a butterfly net it was like trying to walk across freshly fallen snow without leaving tracks cuz the past has a way of coming back so I'm gonna get to know these little demons so I can know where they end and I begin I'm gonna peel back that fine line that divides me from my mind if there's a way out of my skin I'd like to know just what it is I want a new language and a new tongue, a new strategy Aus Songtexte Mania