Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
I should've known I was weaker from the start
You'll build your walls and I will play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down
Well I'm gonna tear, tear them down

'Cause I know my weakness, know my voice,
and I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is farce,
but I'll be born without a mask....


hach ja. das ewige Lied .... das ewige Spiel. Es kann nicht ewig so weitergehen ... irgendwann kassierst du. Aber vom Feinsten.
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united states of whatever.