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Woorden: Angry Amputees. Slut Bomb. Fistfighting.


Unspoken words,
Well I don't even want to see your face
I'll get along just fine without you!
No twisted arms,
No tragedy so painless is finally
A chance to look for something better!

That's when we saw the light
And knew that it was over
I finally had a chance to open my eyes.
Open my eyes...

Changing ways,
Well I hope that you feel the same
Were looking forward to the future
No hanging on,
You want to face the world, out on your own
And there's no way I'd fucking argue.

That's when I saw the light
And knew that it was over
I finally had a chance to open my eyes.
We both had different values,
Lived in different ways
And we're not the same... not the same

When we're fist fighting
When we're fist fighting
When we're fist fighting

That's when we saw the light
And knew that it was over
I finally had a chance to open my eyes.
We both have different values,
Lived in different ways
And we're not the same... Not the same!

When we're fist fighting
When we're fist fighting
When we're fist fighting

A chance to open,
A chance to open,
The chance that opened my eyes!
Angry Amputees
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