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There is no space For what you need to know On the forms that I must fill out I'm happiest alone I'm miserable that way All this stuff just wants to spill out I take pleasure In the simple things I love my headphones And my wedding ring Are you talking to me now or reading from a script? What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself? I don't think you really know just who the hell that is. You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else I tell the same joke Many different ways But you never seem to get it You're jerking off To catalogs Don't you feel a bit pathetic? SongtexteI take pleasure In the simple things I love my headphones And my wedding ring You spend half your life remembering your life when you were young Half your life dreaming how much better life can get Well every time you make a choice, hey half your life is gone All you've got's a few good dreams Divided into many small regrets. I never take any pictures Just try to remember All I remember is trying Here's a story I like I think it happened to me I don't even know If I'm lying If I'm lying If I'm lying Are you talking to me now or reading from a script? What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself? Well I don't think you really know just who the hell that is No I don't think you have a clue just who the hell that is So what's your half life? So what's your half life? So what's your half life? So what's your half life? You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else. Aus Songtexte Mania