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We stole the beats from the bees, The morning's taste of disease. Our eyes are feeding on her. Your body reeks of my needs, A harder corner to please. By now you're fives and tens more. I block shots while your marks get darker. You're allowed tear yourself down. I'm right here, tear myself down. Another vessel that bleeds, Another giant to be whatever -ever since you, You stole the beats from the bees, The morning's taste of disease. Your body reeks of my needs, A harder corner to- I block shots while your marks get darker. You're allowed tear yourself down. I'm right here, tear my heart out. Aus Songtexte Mania