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Well I've made some mistakes At least privately, in takes Here's another one And I'd say "It'll be okay" But that's a lie man, I mean, hey We're all dying young It's not a wish although it seems More like a terrifying dream And I'm serious It's either whisky or a bong Or a car crash or a bomb I'm serious Because the only thing I think When I wake up in my bed And my stomach churns As these pages turn Is the world burning? Is it only in my head? On the screen on the t.v In a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static and the stifling of screams SongtexteThis is war, this is death This is real, you better bet On the winning side The winning side The winning side The winning side And i'm sitting in a train Over in Brooklyn in the rain All by myself When a thought occurs to me That all these people wanna be just Somewhere else Like every day is just a loss Spent arguing with your boss Over a coffee break Or the same is true for me I mean one more in dignity And I'm going to break Because the only thing I think When you walks out on the screen He says the sky falls And your duty calls Man, it takes some balls To be so obscene On the screen on a t.v In a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static and the stifling of screams This is war, this is death This is real, you better bet On the winning side The winning side The winning side The winning side The right side The right side Well they shipped you off And your parents cried It all falls away So quietly When you wake up to reality A reality What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? IT'S A FUCKING BULLET! Well I've got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back Like all those people in the sands Buried in Afghanistan I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bib I got no pills I got no skills I got no idea what I did I just wonder every second Every minute that passes by Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning? Will we die In a cloud of dust? In a mushroom burst? In a series of degradations first? Or all alone in a hospital bed Wondering what we might have done instead With a lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime Well we paid our dues and we did our time But could you tell me exactly what was our crime? We're not standing still for this firing line While you decide who lives, who dies I hope you CHOKE ON ALL YOUR LIES Aus Songtexte Mania