the only solution
the only salvation
the only true way
all i get is all that i get
and all i want is all what i want
just a few dreams and drifts
through the worlds
and when it all ends
it ain´t that good or bad
the inside becomes a little colder
each and every time
put some more logs in the furnace
and all ignites again
and what i do is what i do
i shouldn´t give a good old goddamn
i couldn´t care less
at least that´s pretend
my shiny suit
that suits me fine
and have a bottle of wine
right next where there
should be a safe place
give some knots to the lace
pain is just what i do
it´s my profession and all my life
i do what i do
couldn´t ask too much
wouldn´t ask you to understand
i never needed a helping hand
just to be in someone´s arms
but never just anyone´s
i can´t choose to let me fall
i fall where i trip
i gain through pain
and pain i will gain
it is everlasting
give me more rope
and never you´ll walk alone
i´ll never let you down
that´s the fabric i´m made of
friends and lovers all the same
i succumb to your game
a few lashes with sticks and belts
never made me fade away
i am the one who chooses
when it´s best to carry on or go away
never meant you harm
what a prick
but i´ve never let you down in my heart
even if i went away
to seek the cure
for all this mess
that i created
and i couldn´t care less about myself
storming through everything and then
the wind ends
the dust lays down to sleep
write down all drunk misery
i am your reader
i don´t want to be that evil
the monstrosity is artificial
i want to do you good
but all i carry is harm
the chances are that
i´ll run away for good
but always i´ve been a coward
a fool livin in the hills
of imagination
mother´s called me a dreamer and a sensible
boy, but don´t go all freud on me now
i guess it is the material
that i´ve been made of
still, i seek the romance
and the laughter
and the kiss of a friend
that i hold dear
time is pressing now
i should act
but all the shit always scared the hell
out of my demons
while you walk away
i try and stay cold
and a little ice cube
where the arctis could be
i watch it in others
they do and do
and i only do
what my soul tells me at night
so i don´t do nothin, man.
the heart is just a muscle
why does it cause
distractions in my brain
with fingers bleeding i´ll go to sleep
i think i´ve found the way
and then a minute later
all in vain
i think i´ ve found my way
but lost the map
and now i am astray
looking in my eyes i see nothing anymore
looking in my heart i see the fires of hell
and one great angel on the throne
a son, and his father long gone
we´ve been trapped by ourselves
a reflection in the icy waters
breathing is heavy now
the lungs are filled with all the stuff you smoke
and you hide it all
from the loved ones and the ones you hate
beating the heart
beating the brain
nothing is left
and everything is there
the blind can´t see
but do everything else
at its best
what is it all made of?
you tell me, cause i´m a fool who throws it all away
pissing it away and livin´ all
the heart is not empty, but you shouldn´t cut it open to see
you should know
funny, inflicting pain all the time
but not able to handle it
like a butcher who cries at night
my heart and brain are racing
sweating like a maniac i wake up all the time
if i fall asleep just hold me tight
all i do is pretending
but i know a few things and i feel i know them right
it´s always my turn to prove them right or wrong
i´ve had all the dreams of life
so what more do i want?
always wanting more
cause i am not a monk
or should i be the hermit
and i listen to every word you say
and i´m honest enough
so let me say
i hang on every letter
and it´s true
i could write a poem for y´all
and maybe i will
but if the paper is empty
it´s for the lack of words
for my eternal gratefulness
and all my love
i owe it all to you my loved ones
i wish there would be a song about it all
we could listen to it for days
i will buy you that record one day
that is a promise
i will give you some sweet honey
for all good you did to me
we are no enemies
and if i´ll let that all go away
don´t be mad
if there are stains of cigarettes and red wine on my floor
it´s always like it´s been before
and won´t change i guess
but don´t be too mad
anf if you are
i couldn´t explain much anyways
it´s half past something
time to sleep
amd wake up again
and again
just listen to the key i play in
if not it´s okay by me. too.