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How many roads have I chosen?How many bags can I really put down?How many oceans must I dive intoBefore I drownBefore I can be king of my conscienceBefore I wear the crown so I won't forgetHow many swords must go through my heartBefore I let the sweet love in?There are many ways to be carelessStories that we tellAnd even when they are lies we hold themLike they're fragileSo afraid to break the spellI want to break the spellHow many fires must I walk through?How many matches I burned through them all?Somewhere down the line I can blame somebodyBut right now, I'm the only one taking the fallThere are many ways to be carelessStories that we tellAnd even when they are lies we hold themLike they're fragileSo afraid to break the spellI want to break the spell Aus Songtexte Mania