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pollutants arriving, the kids are all fighting why turn your cheek, block reality for in blind faith, you look the other way you sittin' pretty, wait until another day be true in yourself, have faith in what you're made act on instinct, in all the rules you break social disease, rotting time away too late for preaching, hold your breath apocalypse the time has come, the breaking point in our social decline humankind oblivious, every life runs its line toy soldiers march on, watch the blind lead the blind much obliged Aus Songtexte Mania