I made a mountain out of Muhammed, i made a big deal of the past and all the things I wanna forget, are all the things that seem to last, and I will fight when they come to get me, I hear them creeping up the stairs and I will find out that there's nothing, not there.
Oh no, i lost my soul, I put it in an envelope and posted it home. The story's told, we never grow old, we live under the stairs and keep our temperature cold. The kids dont know, the cops dont know...
I made a big deal out of the future, the grass is greener on the other side, and all the things I have to show you are all the things I wanna hide...
Everything's alive , when we say so, everything will die, when we say so Everythings alright, forever. Everyone wants to stay alive in the war.