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Oh lord I'm a detesting one For we all got our ass Wide open, wide open, yes Yeah we are really fucked up And there's no more to stay But rock it if you can All over, all over, yes A colour cold... I'm not begging the moment A colour cold... I'm rocking myself A colour cold Black Oh sure I'm a part of you And you are a part of me We are part of the whole, Part of the whole, yes A colour cold... I'm not begging the moment A colour cold... I'm rocking myself A colour cold Black Text: Niki Höning Aus Songtexte Mania