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It's been 7 hours longAnd your shadow still hangs onYou've been 2 weeks goneAnd so tonight I followed you homeThere are so many different ways of collecting the straysThe ones that got awayOld fascinationsWe crave new sensationsOld fascination is feeding my frustrationIt's feeding my frustrationsAnd I haven't got the patienceThese sheets are still warmThis bed is our only homeWe make arrangements over the phoneWhere has all the conversation gone?There are so many different ways of collecting the straysThe ones that got awayOld fascinationsWe crave new sensationsOld fascination is feeding my frustrationIt's feeding my frustrationsSongtexteAnd I haven't got the patienceFrustrationsSensationsAnd fascinationsAnd fascinationsFrustrationsSensationsAnd fascinationsAnd fascinationsOld fascinationsnew sensationsOld fascinationsnew sensationsOld fascinationsnew sensationsOld fascinationsnew frustrations Aus Songtexte Mania