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Just keep walking in circles
Foot steps controled by them
Be blind, be deaf, be dumb
No thoughts, they thing for you
Quite cold with no emotion
You tear your soul apart
The only voices you hear
Are lust and greedy talk
You whole life's a game
Your brother as opponents
Competition needs munition
And money brings submission
They can cut my flesh, can break my bones
But they will never have my soul
An' about the hate (goin'on'n on)
Set you blood in flames
Talkin' about the pain (goin'on'n on)
Growing deep inside my heart
Tell me about the war (goin'on'n on)
Crashing black and white till death
We can see the mad man rule the world
Little by little we give up our dreams
Pretending the choice was wrong
Lie to the others don't lie to youself
Be free to put down your guns
Look back to your life to search the past
Name the stones, jump the walls
Get in touch with your soul
What shall if profit man
New car? Caviar?
You can win the whole world
But lose you own self