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Drag On

I feed on the remains
The smoke and the dust
You were kind enough to grant me that favour
But I need more than being second on your list

You thought you had me
I was good at my game
Embodied your saviour
And never felt ashamed
I knew how to get away without a risk

I??ve watched the stampede
The rows of pretenders
I feel bad about things but never lift a finger
??cos I??m tame
I feel like a broken horse

Once in a while I wake from my fancies
Turn on the light
And watch you dream about the wars you fight
To please everybody but the man who is there
To make you feel so proud

I keep my smiles for the ones you despise
Let you adore me out of plain mercy
I see you as a slowly fading soul

Would you believe it
I like your stance
I creep and I crawl
??til I think I can get a chance
You are loved by the strangest kind of men

How can you fake
-it??s just one of my tricks
You??re going too far
-still you want more of it
I feel tied up
This is more than I can stand

Once in a while I wake from my fancies
Turn on the light
And watch you dream about the wars you fight
To please everybody but the man who is there
To make you feel so proud
It??s getting wild
I??m going mental
I should have tried to keep my rage alive
I don??t know how we could let it happen
I??m about to slap your face
And walk out

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