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We use words as weapons He speaks of love and power And all those pretty things You know the voice that threatens you Is not the voice that sins Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it In someone else's clothes Who cares where he is from Shut up and hit that metal You know where we belong Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control himself Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control the rage Aus Songtexte Mania