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I wanna taste you, feel you, make you hurt I wanna taste your second skin, you're my sin I wana get to know you inside and out all I feel is the past, that is hunting us down collecting memories like pictures out of a book i can't reach it, it's out of my range there is nothing that makes any sense existence, no sense, only denial resist, refuse, remove, replace memory overdrive I thought I had it under control despite the poison in my head I thought I finally found my peace collecting memories Aus Songtexte Mania