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I could ask you those three words But all I'd get back in return Another slap right in the face Another cut back in the heart All they're really thinking about Are my thoughts â?? their whereabouts? Trying to just be my friends But in the end I trip again on life (Chorus) Falling down to me Trying to make me see that this is right Falling down on me Try to change the way that I care Falling down on me Try to sort out calculations Misinformation â?? entertainment â?? It's so unnecessary And no it's not the same As I play these same to chords All the doors just seem to close The doors you said would open up in time Convoluted, too un-rooted Time won't seem to work on me To compulsively try to rearrange My cubist form of metal readings Aus Songtexte Mania