behind your bedroom window a phantom's sittin'
(and) it's playin' with your pillow 'til it rips
(then) it paints the windows with the blood of your cat
and then stucks some more feathers unto it
i'm not in hurry, i am not like you
i'm waitin' as long as you're coming back
you shoudn't tell me something, ask me something, hurt me
i just won't let you get away from here
not in anger with you, not embittered nor sad
only the thing i love you
not in anger with you, not embittered nor sad
can't get you out of my head
cause i have the right (to) clean and wash my mind
warriors, victims - they spend me one wrong smile
cause i have the right (to) free me up inside
to watch on the dew
try once to live without having fear
of firery flood and a hand full of scars
try once to jump without knowing too much
no leaves, no sea, no pillow for the clouds
down in the net of a mania construct
it is really out of your skin
down in the net of a mania construct
that only the sun is stealing
cause i have the right (to) wash myself clean
warriors, victims - they spend me one wrong smile
cause i have the right (to) make myself free
to watch on the dew - naked on the grass
(and) it's playin' with your pillow 'til it rips
(then) it paints the windows with the blood of your cat
and then stucks some more feathers unto it
i'm not in hurry, i am not like you
i'm waitin' as long as you're coming back
you shoudn't tell me something, ask me something, hurt me
i just won't let you get away from here
not in anger with you, not embittered nor sad
only the thing i love you
not in anger with you, not embittered nor sad
can't get you out of my head
cause i have the right (to) clean and wash my mind
warriors, victims - they spend me one wrong smile
cause i have the right (to) free me up inside
to watch on the dew
try once to live without having fear
of firery flood and a hand full of scars
try once to jump without knowing too much
no leaves, no sea, no pillow for the clouds
down in the net of a mania construct
it is really out of your skin
down in the net of a mania construct
that only the sun is stealing
cause i have the right (to) wash myself clean
warriors, victims - they spend me one wrong smile
cause i have the right (to) make myself free
to watch on the dew - naked on the grass