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Here is the face of common and unknown Spends life shaving his fingers to the bone High are the dreams, so loud the drone Of those forgotten voices that carry him back home Don't want your freedom Don't want your peace Just want the pleasure of being on my knees A pound of flesh, bought and sold It grows back, it's only bone So who are you, just a fool? The shortest straw is for you SongtexteNow don't you waste it Trade his collar for your dime Can't make the money, can't do the time No longer good, innocent or evil Don't cross the line and you'll remain equal What is the price? Has he paid? If that's the way it must be done Then I don't want it You don't bleed just like me Does it suit your needs when I stop breathing? Aus Songtexte Mania