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we are the dead voices that are over the airwavesoh we are the dead voices sent over the airwho would really wanna raise their glass and drink the blood from the veins of this cityif where going downwe aint givin up the ghost that easilywere all ready to fallready to fallour empty hearts can only beat for so longyour fucking voice it still echoes in my headand i know what it is to feel as lonely as the staticcrowns hang low on empty headsanother night in pariswell never make it out alive, ohwe aint down as far as hell yetThis is the city of love right?So where does love go to dieWhere does it go to dieSongtextetheres no romance in dead lettersnever sent, never getting any bettertheres no romance in dead lettersnever sent, never getting any betteryou will live again inside of usbreathe life into the losti know that time, it isnt time when you are turning back the clockswe are the dead voices that are over the airwavesoh we are the dead voices sent over the aircrowns hang low on empty headsanother night in pariswell never make it out aliveDEATH AINT A STRANGERoh watch the horizon burningburn it down, burn it downlet it drown out the city lightsi know well rise right from the asheswere living in a cut throat citytomorrow never seemed so far awaythe guillotines are readywere only waiting for them to fallwe dont care if we burn our handsreaching for the sunas long as were fighting for somethingwill we ever, find a way to wake the deadsilence, radio silenceis ringing in my earsare we, are we fading with the empty signalsand everything that ever anchored usoh watch the horizon burningburn it down, burn it downoh watch the horizon burningwere living in a cut throat citytomorrow never seemed so far awayall the clocks are fallingbut time is still moving onwe dont care if we burn our handsreaching for the sunas long as were fighting for something Aus Songtexte Mania