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So many doors in front of me I guess I must choose again! Good or bad? Right or wrong? Black or white? I can't really see what's there behind a wall but I know there is no sun over there! Sick of being forced all the time sick of being taken advantages of me sick of this greedy cycle! But you know what I refuse to be your number! But you know what try to find my own way! I REFUSE TO BE A NUMBER! Aus Songtexte Mania