See them wearing that same creepy face
Standing there
Across the thoroughfare
They stand and stare
With that gormless air
Does what you won't understand scare and make you mad?
Resentful and envious, don't you disgust yourself?
So funny to see how pathetic some men can be.
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Ignore all their calling
Ignore all their taunting
Ignore all their faking
Their self-hate and loathing
Some body should show them where to go

Filled with something
That will set me free today
I feel I'm falling in my sleep
With no word to say
And as I'm driving
With the angels by my side
They tell me my friend
Ain't your window open wide
Please wake me

One day is always too far away
I wish we had the hearts of children
Their eyes are wide and their love is pure
But we only dare to say 'please love me'
At the seventh glass of wine

She twists the knife, then asks for a light
Lights a cigarette, she says the world is dying tonight
Anything can happen now, you're sad, I know
You know, face it, it's gonna be alright
Well I'm sorry to disappoint you but the angels they're all dead
I will leave your heart on my grave
The time is slowing down
The time is slowing down
What brings us to an end
Through these eyes of pain
The time is slowing down
The time is slowing down
What brings us to an end
Through these eyes of pain
The time is slowing down
The time is slowing down
What brings us to an end
Through these eyes of pain

How 'bout me not blaming you for everything?
How 'bout me enjoying the moment for once?
How 'bout how good it feels to finally forgive you?
How 'bout grieving it all one at a time?
Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence
The moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it
Was the moment I touched down
How 'bout no longer being masochistic?
How 'bout remembering your divinity?
How 'bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out?
How 'bout not equating death with stopping?

See it all in plain sight
Watch men die in real time
But we have nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We are not there yet
We have lost our soul

Breslavia