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Can't you feel the angst just eating at you? Tape your knuckles for the fight Someone said the first shall be the last See you on the streets tonight And if you change your mind here and now-with the rising tide if you change your mind cast your nets on the other side You are not the contents of your wallet you are not the space you rent When you're eighty-five with no scars to show the winner of our discontent Whose lips have you been kissing Hang your future from a blade Win it all, but something's missing maybe drank the wrong Kool-Aid? Aus Songtexte Mania