I`m so tired by your lies - and all the promises you break
I`m so tired out, so inspired by your fake
Inspired by your fake
Sometimes we are walking through an empty space
Where we spread with some sorrow - and we cry so afraid
But again and again we pray for a little scuttle
Like the birds in the sun - til the mouth of a gun ...
Someday - it is one day to late ...
... And I`ll never wake