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dream feels cold your head is full of snow there’s too much irony here some things are shown they can’t be told the dress you stole is much too small how can you tell what you want? oh yeah how do you know when you fall? oh yeah makes no sense at all black hole love three years to mars and light-years to the stars how could we drift so far? let’s do it, punk strip out the junk who could have thought of us? how can you tell when you fall? oh yeah how do you know what you want? oh yeah makes no sense at all black hole love how can you tell when you fall? oh yeah how do you know what you want? oh yeah Songtextemakes no sense at all black hole love black hole love black hole love black hole love black hole Aus Songtexte Mania