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Şarkı Sözleri They recycled all the cripples; resurrected all the dead. In a technicolour sundown, they had 'em standing on their heads. Now they're propping up our front line, but behind them is a plague. Maybe the whole shit finished months ago, but they just forgot to say... And I'm proud to say I made it - sweet 16 and I'd like to share a glass, but this rot wine turns my inside out and I can't drink it through this mask... You remember how it started - all the liberation stuff; how the man would tip his beret - he was really one of us. My milk turned to Mecca, my face fell to the floor. I think I've found the key to Heaven, but I cannot find the door.