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There is no such thing as a healthy middle Greed often pushes you over the edge Power brings you closer to slavery than freedom It seems like there’s no escape to the cycle Only moving forwards at an alarming speed It feels like there’s always a race to win How long before jealousy takes their soul once more, trapping us in a vicious cycle No matter where you stand, you’re a slave To the endless cycle of peacе and war A cycle of needs and wants blended togеther A blind man will never tell them apart There’s a ceasefire, there’s a silence A moment of reconciliation The flaws are momentarily invisible It seems almost too good to be true No matter where you stand, you’re a slave To the endless cycle of peace and war A cycle of needs and wants blended together A blind man will never tell them apart No matter where you stand, you’re a slave To the endless cycle of peace and war A cycle of needs and wants blended together A blind man will never tell them apart Aus Songtexte Mania