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I awoke all hung withdrawn and sordid. If eyes are windows on the soul then mine were locked and boarded. My body; numb, in pain from the neck up which seemed more suited to a prisoner or a shallow dive that's poorly executed. Where had all my money gone? A damp receipt alluded to a tab and taxi flag-fare that my bank-card had saluted. And I couldn't tell you how I made it home before the sun. Or pick the barman from a police line-up of one. I'm in the dark with a shot in the arm. Falling glass and a rising alarm. I'm in the dark with a shot in the arm. I've tried to trace my tracks from their beginning to conclusion. But there's not a lot that hasn't just been lost in the confusion. To that guilt-induced amnesia all my memories succumb bar your beauty, your kindness and the stupid things I've done Songtexte In the dark with a shot in the arm. Falling glass and a rising alarm. I'm in the dark with a shot in the arm. Shook off that cold somehow. I can wear short sleeves now. It's ice behind my brow. The inner-north sea is staying calm. It's my past that'll do you harm. Aus Songtexte Mania