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Doggy in the attic aloneKilling pigeons to liveScared of people and stormsThe Lady found him and never, and never left him, left him aloneA beautiful friendship came to life. A beautiful friendship came to life.Good things always end in the endAlways end in the end, always end in the endToo sick to stand up, too old to grow upThe doctors put him to deathThe family gathered around his grave. The family gathered around his grave.To be or not to be ready for itTo be or not to be ready for itTo be or not to be ready forA very own realityBecomes delusion freeNo more magic to seeA big black curtain closing aroundTo change perception of timeThe panic monger is hypnotizedThe panic monger is hypnotizedBack to life, back to life, back to life nowBack to life, back to life, back to life nowSongtexteThe panic monger is hypnotizedThe panic monger is hypnotizedTo be or not to be ready for itTo be or not to be ready for itTo be or not to be ready forControl this urge to be buried alive when your family dies, one by oneControl this urge to be buried alive when your family dies, one by oneThey let go... Aus Songtexte Mania