I was feeling younger
As the days were passing me by
All the feelings are all on the rhythm
They were really wrong
You won't find a snitch where you go
'Cause the snakes will grow
And the colder the shoulders will show
Drops your skin like clothes
When the doubt has finally spread
The will is getting off our heads
When they have taken all they can
Then this will be the end of man
And we're never close
Thoughts that curl up your toes
All the bullshit that gets up your nose
And we made a choice
Thoughts that curl up your toes
All the horseshit that's getting too close
Like birds of prey
We shed our feathers
Every single day
In every kind of weather
As the days were passing me by
All the feelings are all on the rhythm
They were really wrong
You won't find a snitch where you go
'Cause the snakes will grow
And the colder the shoulders will show
Drops your skin like clothes
When the doubt has finally spread
The will is getting off our heads
When they have taken all they can
Then this will be the end of man
And we're never close
Thoughts that curl up your toes
All the bullshit that gets up your nose
And we made a choice
Thoughts that curl up your toes
All the horseshit that's getting too close
Like birds of prey
We shed our feathers
Every single day
In every kind of weather
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