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don't be brave, remember the last time
getting your ass kicked isn't much of a pastime
you don't wanna end up dead in a trash ditch
on principle though, you've still gotta kill fascists
the river reflects the city, all the shining windows and the moonlight
i want it, i'm ready, i'll be glad if it's deadly, cause i'd rather go fighting the good fight
guys with iron cross tattoos, throwing beer cans in the water
it's summer in rome, and things are getting hotter
i catch them unguarded, yeah but once they get started, there are five of them and i don't stand a chance
but for a moment i'm burning, the stars are turning, and i find myself part of their ancient dance
i want it to mean something, i wanna see blood, i don't care if it's mine
cause i might seem to be the one to bleed but really this whole planet's dying
it hurts my pride that they leave me alive but let's face it i'm only a threat to myself
i know the sickness is inside me now, so why even bother with bodily health?
i want it to mean something, cause when hard times come, again and again
i try to fight, can't even do that right, there is a weakness in me i cannot defend
fistfights with skinheads that always end badly
hating the people you used to love madly
the sense of futility each new day brings
these are a few of my favorite things
the anger and sadness that strike without warning
the fact that i'll just have to lie here till morning
gaining self-knowledge and how much it stings
these are a few of my favorite things
how getting light-headed feels like having wings
these are a few of my favorite things
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