I am myself the best friend of mine I am all to me, no talking back Having tripped myself up I tend to get self-obsessed Me myself, the best friend of mine That´s what I am, the good and bad Who am I and what? A confessor and jester too Keep smiling despite of pain Nobody says "How do you do" Perverted fate, eternal trap
I am forgetting the colour of my soul I am a clockwork, who´s gonna wind me up I used to play a merry song, now gone with time Before I´m ground and melted Sooner or later, yet still I long To play for the last time I do not beg for mercy or condolence It is a chasm
The words of pain drown in spirit And the world flees by all self-absorbed behind the curtain The inner fight for the peace of soul rages in the roar for the lied-up
No hope for ceasefire.
Smile at me and wish me rest Depression has its positives They´re birth pangs of a smile Stab my heart and catch the blood I´ve reached my hands at the grievous moment Tomorrow is near, hopefully better hopefully better The words of pain drown in spirit And the world flees by all self-absorbed behind the curtain The inner fight for the peace of soul rages in the roar for the lied-up