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Escapism doesnt it come cheap these days her'es your ticket just let go of the reins i see the marquee it's life two hours at a time my life's a mess but i feel fine one big distraction misdirect has us by the throat the reel starts spinning it won't let go out of sight means we're out of mind out go the lights we're running out of time my life's a mess but i feel fine now all my dreams come from an assembly line i have these memories none of them are mine i'm losing touch, i'm losing time, we're losing touch, we're out of time Aus Songtexte Mania