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It's been a long week And I'm losing my mind Cause I don't want to come home again Is it the birds, or the waves, or the words? That I'm talking of now Cause I don't want to come home again We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. I just get the feelings that I choose Not to be bruised tonight It's been a long week That I'm thinking of now Now I don't want to come home again Is it the waves, or the words, or the birds? That I'm talking about That I don't want to come home again We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. We can make it. Somewhere between right and wrong I choose, not to be bruised tonight Somewhere in the ways of the things I choose, not to be bruised tonight Aus Songtexte Mania