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Notebook, scrapbook Somehow I've misplaced you You were a scratch on a paper, ink and a voice Not meant to look back at me The something or someone played a joke Put on a twisted show And there we were I remember just listening, looking up to a fantasy 'Til the day it was right in front of me Now it's ruined, now it looks like table scraps and nothing else It kills me to think about all the things I threw around while hiding My nature is and always has been that of a pill-bug When someone gets too close I now can see how you saw me when I couldn't see myself But there we were [Chorus] I don't think that I really wanted any of it But before I could understand anything that was happening So quickly, the bottle, the squinting I could not undo the knots of an undeveloped mouth On the way back from the island, the turbulence hinted at no end All I got, I barely saw Now I've finally tied it up with no regrets SongtexteBut I remember... [Chorus] Now it looks like table scraps All that's left are table scraps All that's left are table scraps Table scraps and nothing else Aus Songtexte Mania