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We've got our tracks covered Thanks to your older brother It's not the moonlight that sets me off It's not the money that makes me scoff It's my impeccable disorder Where I keep on falling for her It's not the way my mother talks It's not the people that she mocks It's the nature of the experiment It's the patterns of my temperment It's the nature of the experiment They're taking me in increments We're halfway up the bracket The rain comes through my jacket It's not the stones inside my shoes It's not the risk of what's to lose It's an ancient Russian proverb But I doubt it's ones that you've heard It's not the cracks beneath the floor It's not the fact that it's a chore It's the nature of the experiment It's the patterns of my temperment It's the nature of the experiment They're taking me in increments Aus Songtexte Mania