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i`ve got nothing much to do anyway no tv and no food black cat is scratching on my window as I`m lying here in my grave and I crave to leave it i went walking under the streetlights with my sneakers filled up with snow i got drunk at the comic convention it`s heating up but i`m so cold yeah, i`m cold, believe it she`s a believer (so what?) i think she`s got her phasers on stun i was spazzing out with depression couldn`t find the strength to leave met a girl at the comic convention said she thought she`d fall in love with me believe it she`s a believer (so what?) i think she`s got her Songtextephasers on stun (fade to 'sola kola') i've got issue one you got issue three etc... Aus Songtexte Mania