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Nothing I have ever been shown has made me change my waysstill scraping the bottom, repeating mistakesWhen shit goes wrong, I self medicatewhen times get tough, I just walk awaythe lows are empty, I stay anywaysthe colors blur, so I squint through the daysNothing in the world seems sacred I feel out of placeWords don't change actions, it's too little too lateThe ship has sailed, leaving behind the weakthe verdicts past, walk on your hands and kneesif you live like a dog a dog is what you'll beroll in shit and scratch until you bleedanother chorus sung from our father's lost sonwe won't speak of our sinswe follow past footsteps from conception to the deathwhere we are born againwe'll die with our secrets, we won't speak our sins Aus Songtexte Mania