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When did it begin? And will it ever end? The way you take the muscle from the song And kinda swing it You lay it on And I ain't one of your friends You're losing all the green And now you say it Now why would that be me? And why would I agree? To keep it in my head And what you think is cold It's the nature of my soul Sorry man, I ain't gonna be told Let it all be. I wonder why you put this on me I speak my mind Its sorta funny I'm violent with the hands in my head They kinda move But movin' gets me nowhere Now you can all decide And you can tell your lies SongtexteBut who you call your friends And what you think is cold It's the nature of my soul Sorry man, I ain't gonna be told Let it all be. "I stood there in the middle of the... ...if I could see anything but all I could see was... beer...a collectible...(I'm a bookworm)... ...$450 a room where I stayed...... ...Nazi's...my life nothing ever prepared me for... ...since my...moved in... ...not to take pity on a poor soul and I haven't since once spilled beer but now I have... ...I've never seen...addicted to my super beer... have a proper ending it's ended." Tangle it in the ends Heart in hand Lookin' for the blood Of the White Man Lookin' for the day When I can be an Indian After all this time I get my revenge But I, I ain't no Indian I have to kill With what I can Dream of their fall, dream of their death. Aus Songtexte Mania