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I've got a head full of empty Collection of my sins Was it your eyes or the way that you told me we're strangers to begin I've got a feeling things that you sold me were liscensed for pretend we're everything that I dream could be holy a failure to the end I know your part of the game now and you've got a reason to throw and you're going to tell me like I'm not around You've got a head full of nothing collecting all my sins and now you're walking away like I told you talkin' to yourself you mutter words and I don't understand you talkin' to yourself I had a dream that you were holy it's never gonna end I won't give up for free so don't you (mess) with me Aus Songtexte Mania