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I'm looking at a face, a pointed chin Towards the sky, an arrogance It easily betrays the closest friend No moment lost, no consequence The circle starts again, away from you Deception pulls us in, away from you Away from you, away from you... An imitation, a fabrication A pretty fake, a counterfeit An empty carcass behind the artist Is there a trace of innocence? So how do you portray the sentiment? The ruse is brought, the truth is bent And much to our dismay, they're ignorant The more that we make up the more it fits This doesn't feel right Feels like everything's further away Dead as the nightlife, hindsight, watching another mistake You never feel right, long nights Following into the day Pale as the street light, pure white Washing the color away Aus Songtexte Mania