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you´re standing on the fame we enabled you | you´re expanding far away from those guys we looked up to | you took your henchmen for granted | we sang your words and we chanted | but the words changed to doubts | what you win on the swings you lose on the roundabouts | passion is gone | which we once loved | you wasted our time | this were our prime | are you proud you´re smuggering about yourself | but death is no respector of wealth | fame is but a transient shadow, let me guess: | you won´t know your friends at least | you´re exploiting the lovers who die for you | you´re avoiding reality, on top of the world you look down to | the mass who pushed you, to the limit | who forgave the mess you did | the know all your lines by heart | they related to you, but you´re poles apart | Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man. It is the comparison that makes you proud: the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition is gone, pride is gone |

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from this is no revolt, this is just me, released December 21, 2013

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