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The day came down, through the roof On a bed, lowered down, he was a limping crook. She looked in the mirror, attached her arms Put on her head, locked in her legs. Undone, unnerved, misunderstood Untouched, undead, until today. Crazy from fever, phlegm from cash He was smelling like Saturday night ash. Down the staircase, through the double doors an escape stepped on the dance floor. And in the slumber of the moviehouse She felt the kick in her belly of a way out. She took her gift and she used it in the wrong way A simple ache, come too late A simple ache, come too late She refused to be a refugee Renounced, reliving dead marquees. Alive, she cried, and offered bribes A pass, at last, an exile. She took her gift and she used it in the wrong way A simple ache, come too late A simple ache, come too late Aus Songtexte Mania