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The buss has come and gone we missed it long ago they say the scene is changing but I got no place to go been left out in the dark to find my way back home been searching for the answer when I knew it all along Writing those songs been done a thousand times before watching the time pass by i'll be waving that flag wounded on my knees i'm dying for those colors and I wear them on my sleeve What's left to believe in the colors or the greed the guys that give their lives for a shot at MTV to everyone that lost I tip my glass to you we tried until we died and that's the best that we could do Writing those songs Songtextebeen done a thousand times before watching the time pass by i'll be waving that flag wounded on my knees i'm dying for those colors and I wear them on my sleeve Aus Songtexte Mania