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i'm gonna burst 'cause every song i write keeps getting worse make sure hooks are evenly dispersed this method functions as a fucking curse the formula tells me to end this verse so i grab my pen and betray my secrets the monotony of it all is getting old and the chip that's on my shoulder sure has grown from years of playing all the same old songs waiting for the next one to unfold i start to feel like i'm about to blow everyone keeps saying that i'm slowly losing touch and it's making me feel crazy but that doesn't matter much compared to what we're saving, the band's integrity to hell with all the methods and goodbye sanity the warm and sunny weather is quickly moving off in favor of the winter that is hitting us straight on i've half a mind to follow and never let it die but the trademark signs of summer are leaving here tonight Aus Songtexte Mania