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A girl walks down. A boy walks out. What does she say? What does he shout? You can't take it all with a grain of salt. All these things just don't add up. One out of three, so saddening. Seventy eight an hour over a day. No excuses, no explanation. A world of deaf ears make a voice silent. Trust is one of our only defeats. Beneath our skin, walls created taller than us. An awkward silence explaining her recovery. A pin drops, pick it up, an excuse for pausing. You can't take it all with a grain of salt. All these things just don't add up. One out of three, so saddening. Seventy eight an hour over a day. No excuses, no explanation. A world of deaf ears make a voice silent. Aus Songtexte Mania