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the clock is ticking our days are passing by we're here, we're waiting for the climax of our lives won't someone tell me what i'm doing here miles above the earth with no pilot here to steer my direction, is good intention i got time to spare, no time to spare no time to waste my intention, is good attention so you can hear me when i say (chorus) tell me why i'm falling i try to stand up tall and do the things that i believe in tell me why i'm trying it feels more like i'm dying right before your eyes i don't believe in fact or fiction it's just our rendition of what we see Songtextei see a world of searching while i'm screaming 'please don't hurt me' but they don't hear me no they don't hear me (chorus) so tell me why i'm feeling better of not breathing today so why am i still breathing with nothing to believe in (chorus) Aus Songtexte Mania