I don’t really care what goes on outside Like I fall in love with a ceiling They all want to class my dealing in lines A moment to go with no leading No sense to sort whose suffering’s lower No sense to say that over and over A sudden scream of a wean and everything sounds No one knows me and I know fucking no one!
Why I have to go wherever you go You said I may lean on your shoulder Your sovereignty’s false, reproaches are wrong So I want to go by my own way Their voices are loud, their authority‘s growing They say all things have the level and owners A sudden scream of a wean and everything sounds
No one knows me and I know fucking no one! A scream of a wean getting older The sound has to go ‘cause its meaning is real