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Back in the days I was a handsome guy But now I need some hands to keep my head up high You keep my head up! Rumors hanging over me like a black cloud I´m not listening, but they talk damn loud But I scream so loud Let´s shake off all the dirt We´re chancers, we own the night Fly weights hover over thin ice! Fly weights hover over my life! I ain´t the sinner, ain´t the saint Whatever! I´m just a man Fly weights hover over my life! Fly weights hover over thin ice! It feels comfortably dumb from the inside The township gossip holds me real tight Hold me tight! We care about no history, it cares ´bout us Batteries are low, but all systems go, but all systems go From Letras Mania