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You are the chosen one Maybe not the only one You say you hold your breath until you feel alive again Your hair is grey, your childhood gone You dance around and sing along The tune you hear inside your head A theme like this must be your own Dear friend I have no illusions You owe me a pretty apology I'm facing the last necessity of leaving it all behind My home is where my heart died Don't listen to what they say I may not be your best friend and I know you feel the same Aus Songtexte Mania