You make me up, I shut the door Don’t wanna hear it any more Life can give many choices, why won’t you let me be
Tell me what you are thinking Tell me something that explains Why you’re screwing with my head and Why people love to play
But there is no more business, just keep off from my life You became a nasty habit, why won’t you fade away
Chorus: Cut the wire, I am ending now this losing game Use your brain, no more idol figures, synthetic pain TV’s fever, a new kind of sex appeal Feeds your dreams of fame and fortune Hypnotized by the screen
May be I’m not so lucky to enjoy a friendly hug But I say it nice and slowly, you can kiss my ass goodbye You could think «paranoia, this guy’s really nuts» But I can see that slowly it’s gonna paralyze your will
I take a look at the stories That you’re showing week to week, but I would feel more empowered, if I’d crash you with a brick