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I lay awake in bed, don't know how I got here There's a knocking on the door - 1-2-3-4 It's quite a bloody mess in here and no one feels responsible The fragmentation of our selves, nah, don't be so sensible You know they build on sand but they call it an empire So much for cleaning up now, the middle class is fading Those friends in higher places are deceptive clowns parading The cocaine cowboys and the wall street vampires White noise, white noise Come and lull me into my sleep White noise, beautiful white noise Who distributes the migrants, who talks about the crisis New faces to the cabinet, let's see how thick the ice is Testing distant waters, quietly behind the scenes My arm is growing tired, of waving the white flag And now there's nothing left to light, just filters of old fags The prime minister's driving in a long black limousine White noise, white noise Come and lull me into my sleep White noise, beautiful white noise Tonight I don't care if I'm a creep White noise, white noise SongtexteIs the quiet before the storm White noise, beautiful white noise And the world goes - tweet tweet, tweet tweet Tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah And the birds go - tweet tweet, tweet tweet Tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah In a room without a roof - I'm staring at the ceiling In times like these they don't care about how we're feeling White noise, white noise Come and lull me into my sleep White noise, beautiful white noise Tonight I don't care if I'm a creep White noise, white noise Is the quiet before the storm White noise, beautiful white noise There's no one left to talk to, and no one wants to listen How can we right a wrong when all they do is reminiscing Free speech echoes, echoes from the wall I lean back in my camp chair, waiting until they fall Aus Songtexte Mania