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Can you hear me stumbling, my friends?
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‘Cause suddenly the darkness became my friend, that strokes my head
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Can you hear me counting the days?
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‘Cause every little second that passes by just hurts like hell
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Leaving is my only choice
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Will you cry for me?
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‘Cause all of the men that looked in your eyes
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And all of the boys that lie at your feet
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Forget how to breathe, forget how to speak
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And all of them want you tonight
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So hold me tight
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Are you still around me, my friends
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To hear that I have nothing to say to you?
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For no one cares
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I saw my face in a magazine
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To state that my young eyelids just turned to grey
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And no one minds
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My friends
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| Maximilian Hecker |
