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heretical poetry and italian wine please take me away from the modern times freedom means nothing when you're out of luck but nothing is freedom if you loose attack i have dirty feet i got nowhere to go i have dirty feet laying on the street and got a smile on my face i got a million persons inside my head a thousand are dead and the rest feel bad but nothing can hurt me i am not working today freedom means nothing on such a sunny day (Grazie a Ruben Spaccabakkette per questo testo) Aus Songtexte Mania