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I don't feel a thing, and that's alright with meI'll just sit and rot away, and that's okay with meLike a flower or a bird singing of all the beauty in the worldWhen you're high and watching someone dieWatching someone dieYou remind me of a snake, but only when you smileThe hurricanes, the earthquakes, but only for a whileLike a flower or a bird singing of all the beauty in the worldWhen you're high and watching someone dieWatching someone dieNow I've got you burning on a silver spoonNow you've got me flying, flying to the moonNow you've got me wishing, wishing I was youThere ain't no use in crying, what good would it do?Sleep now forget the dayDream, baby, dream awayNow I've got you burning on a silver spoonNow you've got me flying, flying to the moonNow you've got me wishing, wishing I was youThere ain't no use in crying, what good would it do?What good would it do? Aus Songtexte Mania