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I notice you shaking And I can't help but wonder If she won't mind me asking Was she caught in bad weather? If it's something incurable Oh, I think I'd be frightened I (alt* She) start to consider She starts talking about the weather And as we detail things science (*) Take a mystical passage From the book of St. Thomas Who finds the meaning won't die Just give me the deal man (*cus) I'm bad with conception I'm a dream enthusiast And a very damn believer I wanna know cus I'm always alone I've got a little but it isn't enough And look a little bit further down Who's that man there wearing that thorny crown? Now look a little bit further now I wonder what he'll do When the last believer has dropped dead Songtexte Now the chattering annoys me But I can't stop her moving She's sitting so close And I can smell her damned sweater I'm a graveyard of hopes And a dump of ambition (*like) I'm sitting on the edge of a wading pool, fishing I know it happens and I know I'm okay (*I know it's worthless but I guess I'm okay) They say the sun shines on everyone someday And look a little bit further down Who's that man there wearing that thorny crown? Now (*let's) look a little bit further now I wonder what he'll do When the last believer has dropped dead (x2) Aus Songtexte Mania