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The last time that I saw you, you were walking out the doorTaking the stairs three at a time, you were laughing as you walkedBut now you're not so civilized, you steal your daily breadBut I have to hand it to you, you were always a step aheadWhoa, what are they gonna say?Whoa, they won't let any of us anywhere nearHustling and thieving, just to get aheadYou would calculate your next move with no thought for no-one elseIt's hard not to imagine, if you once had a friendThe two of you ain't talkin', because one of you is deadNo, "he's a bad kid," they screamedWhoa, "he won't make it out of this change"Hey, was it I was waiting with you?Yeah, was it I was waiting with you?Tried your best to please them, but just seemed in the wayYou were left to your own devices, no guidance or restraintsThe ones who throws the stones forget complacency is stainedBut the one who's hit remembers, 'til the end of their daysNo, "he's a bad kid," they screamedWhoa, "he won't make it out of this change"SongtexteThe assassins in white coats, will glue your eyelids closed againAnd the assassins all should know, and they should hang their heads in shameWhat're you gonna do about it?What're-what're-what're-what're you gonna do about it?Was it I was waiting with you? Aus Songtexte Mania