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Teksty: Raised Fist. Another Day.

This isn't a revolution I'm sad to say.
It's time for me to meet my friends today.
Because I've lost so many hours talking on the phone.
I don't know why it always ends like this, now I'm on my own.

And I don't give a fuck about the game you're playing. (I don't give a)
And I don't give a fuck about what you're friends are saying. (don't give a)
Once again it's time for me to transform into a stone.
I feel much better when I'm alone.

Separation is necessary.
This is too much to carry.
Once again you've led me into this and it's so fucking scary.
I know I handle all relations the wrong way.
I'm going to get better at this - but not today!

And I don't give a fuck about the game you're playing. (I don't give a)
And I don't give a fuck about what you're friends are saying. (don't give a)
Once again it's time for me to transform into a stone.

I feel much better when I'm alone.


And I don't give a fuck about the game you're playing. (I don't give a)
And I don't give a fuck about, what you're friends are saying. (fuck about you!)
Once again it's time for me to transform into a stone. (Trans, stone)
I feel much better when I'm alone.

And I don't give a fuck about the game you're playing. (I don't give a)
And I don't give a fuck about, what you're friends are saying. (fuck about you!)
Once again it's time for me to transform into a stone. (Trans, stone)
I feel much better when I'm alone.




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