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When the whites of your eyes come throughYou'll see something newWith your body and mine raised upIt's good to see you back homeWhen the life in your eyes wants blackThings returnYou've come backWith your body and mine raised upIt's good to see you once moreTurn black tablesAnd your turning black tablesAnd your making your head blurMaking your head blurAnd your turning black tablesAnd your turning black tablesAnd your making your head blurMaking your head blur Aus Songtexte Mania