and I am sick of you and I´m even worse of you
have to think of you all the time of the time I live and die
I hate myself I hate everyone, who cries
I lost my shoes it´s cold I bent over
I only make easy decisions, big mistakes
and I run away then
closer to the end

can´t get rid of you
the days you wanted me the way I was
are gone
the hours you were amazed never existed
you erase it so easily smash it peel it skin it I never beleived in it
the dots of memories saddest as they have ever been

polished by your shining existence and arrogant broadmindedness
nothing is black or white
you always read underlines
and my love is not enought
and while you´re having fun I´m bleeding
dissaponting feelings
of never really healing
will I find the needle to stitch nothing together
I am free so I am lost
you´re tied up, cold as an icecube of the instant feeling someone´s drinking somewhere hot
for a cheap coin
swallow I can do without your royal dreaming


it´s an elaborate scene from a cheap film
you cut your moments in the doubtful appointments, master of your days
I´m counting my cuts
you broke the chains
that I fastened too much
and I am sick of you I am even desperate of you
of my spirit
that was pure with you
alive, I lost my mind
unwanted to hate and to despise and to love...