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Will you sigh for my protective drive? Enduring with your manuscripted, overcharged denial Twisted mind, sedated, neutralized So won't you turn and buy me shots with gently tending eyes? All that you planned: remade and over-organized Will you drive? And let me be on trial? For not taking the talking part And ruining our night All that you planned: remade and over-organized And never really meant All that was new due to your big master plan Simply failed So give yourself a treat The drummer goes berserk (Thanks to Natasha D for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania