Guns were shouting like restless lights
Thru all towns, until we tracked you down
Why are you willing to steal and die?
Did you have a chance to be good?
You think it´s romantic
That we are so dramatic
The wanted sign
You don´t have a chance
It´s the roles that we are playing
The lives that we´re slaying
Is it necessity or wantonness?
The wretched are meant for less.
Grow, and now we let the desert grow.
We are the flow, and you the meal for crows
It´s hard, to know if you are really bad
So let the state build up your fame.
Believe in romantic
Accept the dramatic
The enemy
We all fight to be free
It´s the souls that we´re selling
The lies that they´re telling
Necessity or wantonness
The Walls are built with less
We think it´s romantic
That life is so tragic
The wanted sign
We don´t have a chance
It´s the roles that we are playing
The lives that we´re slaying
Necessity or wantonness?
The world is such a mess

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