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Words of the Dying Man
Got to change, this life's a bore You might just get what you're asking for I said before that I spoke the truth I thank you for your paper trail of proof Time will reveal how the righteous wrong How they conceal with a forked tongue Cherish the words of the dying man Only fools compromise themselves Greener grass on other hills Happiness is not a pill With damages done, one should not grieve The door hits your ass when you leave And you know just when you've hit the bottom When your children forget your name Got to change for what's in store God knows we are all deserving more I said before that I spoke the truth I thank you for your paper trail of proof Aus Songtexte Mania