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Hey! You want some universal truce like "In your heart, you know we're right" You faked your death in a game of charades So you know how to get me hot We get by on four hours sleep at night And we never get tired, only tired of you So swap an alibi for an alibi Tonight's the night we all uprise I proof-read your biography Hum to the tune of a tragedy And your very existence is a monument To how I taught myself to scream We'll bulldoze this city, plough it to the ground But with two steps you just build something ... Aus Songtexte Mania