It might be the best for me to forget And be like the rest in front of the TV sets Perhaps I’ll lock myself in my room At least I wouldn't have to see my doom
All the conspiracies, spiralling schemes Like dead trees, killed by the disease
Everything in my mind is stuck I can’t find a key to unlock These doors that keep me from seeing What is behind them why are we running
All the conspiracies, spiralling schemes Like dead trees, killed by the disease
Help us we can't see Help us we can't breath
We are like dead trees
WRITTEN BY Markus Perttula MARKUS PERTTULA: vocals, acoustic guitar JANI LEHTO: synthesizers PEKKA TUPPURAINEN: synthesizers, analogue electronic drums, mandolin VILLE PYNSSI: drums TOMMI ASPLUND: violin