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i spend most days in this bed that i abuse, on these pillows that you can't get used to. i spend entire days putting off that which can't wait until i'm knee deep in my own waste. and i think that i'm justified 'cause i've seen what trying's done for those who've tried. i spend most days in this bed too small for two, misplacing time like i've got it to lose. i spend endless days thinking of all the different ways that we make love. and i think that i'm justified 'cause i've seen what living's done for those alive. (little to none... little to none) i spend entire days in this bed too small for two, on these pillows that you can't get used to. and that's why i don't sleep at night... and that's why i don't feel right in this city... it's more me than you. Aus Songtexte Mania