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This food just isn't fillingAnd I won't leave the buildingAnd I don't even listenAnd I won't be forgivenAll the federal agents are running away and they're ending negotiationsI hope I don't forget what I meant to say about the impermanence of nationsI can't start this over and I can't just rewindTo when kings fought in their own wars and you were mineYears before the killingAnd years before Pat TillmanYou were young and willingAnd I wasn't such a villainNow they're waiting for me to run out of air so they can send the SWAT team inDespite the whiskey I can't help but care about the days before the movement was ready to beginThe smell of nerve gas takes me back to the timeWhen kings fought in their own wars and you were mineThey'll call me a madmanWhen the news explains what happenedBut I can't stop laughingAt all this fun I'm havingThere's a man on the other side of this wall with two children and a wifeEven though I know it'll mean my downfall, I just can't take his life'Cause that could have been us, oh, baby, wouldn't that be fineIf kings fought in their own wars and you were mineAnd you were mine Aus Songtexte Mania