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run backwards my mind and it's all just a blur just the same old Saturday evening possessions again it's been five years long and a matching opinion to match your electric upsidedowninsideout and I've always maintained that the girl in your eyes can't be trusted but my ears fall on deaf words run backwards my mind and it's more than a blur just this same slowdance of the kitchen and then some years late a matching obsession to match my collection but it's not what it seems and I've always believed if there were one good thing that came out of this it'd be you but my words fall on an empty plain that was never a home you're all I see Aus Songtexte Mania