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(
Music by P. Wagner, S. Fischer, S. Efthimiadis / Lyrics by P. Wagner)
This world
¹s so materialistic,our life just makes sense when we buy.
You
¹re just a part of the statisticswhen there
¹s a red line on your bank account, your cash runs out.
Half the population blinds their eyes.
They pretend a credit gives them wealthiness, consume contest
Just like a spider
¹s web
Just like a spider
¹s webyou try to get out but it holds you tighter
Just like a spider
¹s web
Just like a spider
¹s webyou try to get out but it holds you tight likeall of this borrowed existences,how can they sleep in the night.
They are afraid when the bell rings.
They
¹re working half their lifes to pay it back, Rtill heart attack
Half the population blinds their eyes.
They believe a credit gives them wealthiness, consume contest
Just like a spider
¹s web...you try to g et out but it gets you tight like death...
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