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Such a perfect mess I miss my innocence In all the places that I've passed through It's always been the same Fall into place, don't drop the pace This life's a game A game that I refuse to play No I'll go my own way! This monetary system Under the weight of hate Is nothing but money made from Dealing death and causing pain The body count is rising And all the while we clap our hands For lifeless husks inhabiting screens Before we go to bed So take this life and show me What it means to be alive I'm sick of seeing people selling their souls For a life of nine to five Your potential's burning SongtexteJust don't let it leave your eyes Motherfuckers'll tell you let it die Don't fucking compromise! You've got a lot to give If you see the hatred You can make a difference This war won't be won With bullets and guns It's gotta be love, It's gotta be love But how can we forgive this When our heads have been the victims I'm not at home in my own head I fall asleep with the nameless dead Oh I'm not at home in my own head But I want to make a difference Dissilusioned, and lost in thought I know it's easy to get stuck in a rut And, I, Know how it feels to be alone, It's in the darkness that it grows It's so familiar, and a killer, when hope has all but died I want to feel, something real, but all the voices in my head Are telling me, It's out of my control and we're as good as Hopeless, I feel so hopeless Seeeing that the odds are stacked against us, Change is met with too much resistance Hopeless, I feel so Hopeless So many stand in the way of progress, How could we ever hope to stop this? Hopeless, I feel so hopeless Eugh, Eugh Hopeless I feel so hopeless Brea-thing, in, ash Brea-thing, in, ash Brea-thing, in, ash Brea-thing, in, aaaasssshhhhh In all the places that I've passed through It's always been the same Fall into place, don't drop the pace This life's a game A game that I refuse to play No I'll go my own way! Dissilusioned, and lost in thought I know it's easy to get stuck in a rut And, I, Know how it feels to be alone, It's in the darkness that it grows It's so familiar, and a killer, when hope has all but died You've got a lot to give If you see the hatred You can make a difference This war won't be won With bullets and guns It's gotta be love, It's gotta be love This monetary system Under the weight of hate Is nothing but money made from Dealing death and causing pain The body count is rising And all the while we clap our hands For lifeless husks inhabiting screens Before we go to bed So take this life and show me What it means to be alive I'm sick of seeing people selling their souls For a life of nine to five Your potential's burning Just don't let it leave your eyes Motherfuckers'll tell you let it die Don't fucking compromise! But how can we forgive this When our heads have been the victims We have to find a way past this Or this world will never last our stay I see the failures of A system lacking love While on it's knees to god We need to save our selves Aus Songtexte Mania