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They are born to dieThey are born to dieGonna beat him up,Gonna beat him up, Right nowGonna beat him up, Right nowDamn one of them them them are dumbThey are all wrong wrong wrongGonna turn (all) you overGonna turn (all) you overYou, Just wait and seeNow breath in deeply,and try take a look at yourselfYour hands to your own chestDive into the ocean that isnamed as yourselfIs it muddy or not？Where is the clearest place？Cuz your everything will be born from hereYeah, before you...Admit your sinful selfTake in your sinful self and just get it outYeah, before you...The things you gained by rubbing yourself downSongtexteGazing cleared up self"Do not blame me"Oh baby pigs Oh baby pigsYou are blaming thingsDon't you notice it？Hey baby pigs, Hey baby pigsHey baby pigs, Hey baby pigsOh YeahOh your sticky darkness has broughtin the nightmare like realityIn order to overcome the suffocationthat you cannot get away fromPick out the lame part of yourselfand beat it upDive in once againinto the deep deep bottom of the oceanDon't give up,though hard to breathe in and outUntil the ground of the sea named as yourselfFace your real self and standWhen you shake hands, knock "you" outOh knock "you" out andAnd then give "you" a hugafter you talk it out,Find trash, treasure,and love; everything with "you"Yeah before you...Find garbage, treasure, andeverything with "you"Yeah before you...Your real self is "there"That's probably why Aus Songtexte Mania