We live - in our small, self righteous world
No place - for dreams, no place for us to hide
Breaking free is crime, life is just a fiction
You better stay - A million miles away
Trust me I know that my devil is me
And I have to fight him every day
We both fight till death and we both fight to win
Today it's not a matter of love or sin
No matter - of love or sin
We both fight to win!
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation - no point of interest
You scare me to the bone - Trust me you'll die fast
Acceptation is the first way to
Getting to know that the enemy is you
Show yourself respect or get loose of you
But don't live like they want you to do
No tomorrow for us, yesterday's gone
Symptoms of a rotten society
Sick of fear and doubt, sick of everyone
Who doesn't give a f*** about
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation - no point of interest
You scare me to the bone - Trust me you'll die fast
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation and no point of interest
You scare me to the bone
Trust - me - you'll - die - fast
No place - for dreams, no place for us to hide
Breaking free is crime, life is just a fiction
You better stay - A million miles away
Trust me I know that my devil is me
And I have to fight him every day
We both fight till death and we both fight to win
Today it's not a matter of love or sin
No matter - of love or sin
We both fight to win!
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation - no point of interest
You scare me to the bone - Trust me you'll die fast
Acceptation is the first way to
Getting to know that the enemy is you
Show yourself respect or get loose of you
But don't live like they want you to do
No tomorrow for us, yesterday's gone
Symptoms of a rotten society
Sick of fear and doubt, sick of everyone
Who doesn't give a f*** about
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation - no point of interest
You scare me to the bone - Trust me you'll die fast
Get out of my way I scream into the mirror of my soul
Me, myself and I can't trust each other, sad but true
No further explanation and no point of interest
You scare me to the bone
Trust - me - you'll - die - fast