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[Lyrics: Britta] Flashback! Divided into episodes Relive The tortures on a higher dose Fucked up A nightmare wrapped in fairytales A youth went forth to learn what fear was Headfirst Ghost-driven collision course Cheap trick Hands in holy dialogue High five Rate and share the alibis I can't see you so you can't see me Shock-waved High up on the amplitude Full speed Overdosed and paranoid Breast-fed From venom-rooted family tree I can't say why but I don't like it Letras de cancionesImpact Mirror made of broken glass Make up To look familiar more or less Full stop Mimic frozen in the move I hide behind my alter ego [Bridge:] These thoughts to be told These words to be heard This fear to be felt The silence to break I got a mop and a bucket And a temple of dirt Can't read the "What's left" slogan On the back of my shirt (Who cares anyhow?) I'm with a fist-fucked-fairy And a son of a bitch I brought a fork and a grinder To get rid of the itch Caress And dance with the unsuitable Reset The memories unspeakable Whiplash Neck and crop racked by remorse I hope I won't have to remember Another day to kill the pain Repeat The lesson as if to explain Once more Panic at the roundabout What goes up, must come down Forgot the keys to the locker Where I coffered my head And so I tend to a landmine To put on instead (Who cares anyhow?) There is this ten-ton-trigger At the panic-release How the hell did I get here, and how can I leave? I have a broken compass And self-painted map I am about to nothing So I stay where I'm at In the bed in the chamber In the house of this town Like in a foreign culture I live here on my own Did you come for the money? Did you come for the show? I am a puppet of action ...who cares anyhow? From Letras Mania