Last plane missed the goal
Seven escaped without it all.
Sad man company
WTC mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without a sound
Rich man company
WTC mystery

Black hands, happy crowd
Seven years white without a doubt
Youtube company
WTC mystery
I know you see

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too
Another seven rising too

Last plane missed the goal
Seven escaped without it all
Sad man company
WTC mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without a sound
Rich man company
WTC mystery
I know you see

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too

We are the next seven
We are the next seven
We are the next seven

All what you stand for
This secure fortress of faithful convictions
Inspire me to disbelief
So full of yourself, you stare at me and say:

"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"

You know what's right or wrong
Jumping to conclusions, so likely to condemn
And take a single wise word for eternal truth
That's why you'll always say:

"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"

I just look for something you'll never grasp
A world neither black nor white, a wider definition
For nothing is downright pure or completely dark
Like myriads of variations for every shade of grey

Once I question your dual pattern
You can but whisper,
"Don't challenge me because I am the righteous one"
And try to conceal your confusion
You wish I‘d walk away
So that your small, manic heist world would always stay the same

Your second-rate creed is such a dismay

"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"

There'll be times when my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this life liveable

But when you think I've had enough
From your sea of love
I'll take more than another riverful
Yes, and I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove, that's how my love goes
Strangelove, will you give it to me?
Will you take the pain I'll give to you again and again?
Will you return it?

There'll be days when I'll stray
I may appear to be constantly out of reach
I give in to sin
Because I like to practice what I preach

I'm not trying to say I'll have it all my way
I'm always willing to learn
When you've got something to teach
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Pain
Will you return it?
I'll say it again, pain

Pain
Will you return it?
I'll say it again, pain

Pain
Will you return it?
I'll say it again, pain

Pain
Will you return it?
I won't say it again

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove, that's how my love goes
Strangelove, will you give it to me?

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove, that's how my love goes
Strangelove, will you give it to me?

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove, that's how my love goes
Strangelove, will you give it to me?

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove, that's how my love goes
Strangelove, will you give it to me?