Klagelieder eines introvertierten Barbaren

I don't wanna be, I don′t wanna be meI don't wanna be me anymoreTwo steps forward, three steps backWithout warning, heart attackHe fell asleep in the snowNever woke up, died alone

This is not my lifeThis is not my homeThis is not meI hate this

The air is warmI hear the wind and the treesI know I'm there, but I'll never beThe wind is soft tonight, the tide is lowAnd I know the way(I never felt better now)Sometimes life, it moves too slowSlows to a crawl, and then the poetry is lostAnd without speed, hope becomes certaintyAnd for once I'm certain(I never felt better now)A garden is it's own perfect worldWhere everything has a placeEvery leaf, every stone, every speck of dirtBut where's my place?I even tried to get arrested todayBut everyone looked the other wayI count the hours, and I count the daysBut for once I'm certain(I never felt better now)Don't want your helpDon't need your helpDon't want your helpDon't need your helpHelplessHelplessYou found a way to make me sayHelp me please someoneThe water's clearI see that it's full of dimesFor every wish, I wonder whyWhy all I want is something beautifulA place to rest(I never felt better now)Don't want your helpDon't need your helpDon't want your helpDon't need your helpHelplessHelplessYou found a way to make me sayHelp me please someoneHelpHelpHelp...

The Beginning Of The End.

Still.

Utopia.

Mit dem Rücken zur Wand.

'Cause the future is not what you've seenIt's not where you've been to at allThe future is not what you've seenIt's not where you've been to at allThe future is not what it used to be, used to beThe future is not what it used to be, used to beNow that spring is finally hereYour hollow heart, your hollow heartDrive through the forest and into the nightAway from the city, away from the lightHollow heart, your hollow heart, you knowAnd we're worlds apartAnd we're worlds apart

Just a reflectionJust a glimpseJust a little reminderOf all the what aboutsAnd all the might have, could have beensAnother daySome other wayBut not another reason to continueAnd now you're one of usThe wretchedThe hopes and praysThe better daysThe far awaysForget itIt didn't turn out the way you wanted it toIt didn't turn out the way you wanted it, did it?It didn't turn out the way you wanted it toIt didn't turn out the way you wanted it, did it?Now you knowThis is what it feels likeNow you knowThis is what it feels like

Money for nothing.

Auf der Suche nach sich selbst. Und einem Sinn.

Gleichnisse.

The Learning Years.

Gedanken beim Ententeich. Ein Anfang.

Eine Einleitung/Vorwarnung.