Κι όμως,κοίτα τι στίχους μπορεί να γράψει μια thrash μπάντα.... Στα μπουζουκοτράγουδα ποτέ....
2. HOW DO YOU FEEL
You build yourself up in plastic, removing the signs of age
You pay for plastic surgery, to get a grip on the pace
And every day you wake up smiling, knowing you look fine
‘Cause you have paid a lot of money, to get “lifted” from behind
The skin around your face is thin and tightened to the bone
Your nose got lifted from within, your hair is not your own
Your body looks as if you worked out, you ain't done a thing
‘Cause if you did, the risk would be, the cracking of your skin
How do you feel? Knowing you ain't you
How do you feel? When you look at you
How do you feel? Can you count the scars
How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars
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