DFTWR

I swear I’ve had enough
Release me from this daily nightmare
I want to lose my mind

Inhibitions can only last that long
Sometimes there’s only one thing I really want to do
I want to lose my mind

Thank god this day is over now
I’ve tried everything, but nothing’s good enough
I want to lose my mind

I really want to party hard
Now there’s only one thing left for us to do
I want to lose my mind

Try not to exaggerate
Democracy and death threats have always wanted to hold hands
Automatic cold turkey
That romance came to a sudden end

With only one thing on our minds
We lie in wait for the vultures to come
And there’s something familiar in the flashes that I see
Only one thing on our minds

Don’t try to threaten me
Teargas and exposure have always wanted to hold hands
Grow guilty government
The soul-sick, sick soul
This has to end

Let us stand aside
And wait for our fortune
While we gather more and gorge ourselves
on the wicked wages
For no one else
Please leave the cross out there on the sidewalk
Thank you I am safe here

Walk swindler walk
The road is long and I’ve already given all my change away
My soul displaced to the atmosphere
Stay alive, because I could never deal with your demise
Even if there’s hope it’s never without hard work

Find shelter under the bridge
The night is long and I’ve already dumped all my old clothes
Exchanged my brain for research
If we burn together, does it matter who has the most here on earth
How much do I have to spend?
How much do I have to spend?
Thank you, I am safe here

But I still haven’t learnt anything from all of this
Older now just equals dumber
Thank you, I am safe here

In the country of the blind the one-eye is king
King walks away with the ransom
And murderers greet each other with a high-five
I wanted to turn it down slowly
But the lottery’s already been won
With a bullet through the head of a tycoon

It’s a land of colours and sound
It’s a land with a love for a liquor
You are not me, I am jealous of you
It’s a land of corruption and thank god
A land with a love for a drink
You are not me, I am jealous of you

Blame the devil
Lips shake messily and the spit flies
Gun cocked but lost control
And we celebrate with a high-five
I really wanted to turn it down
But the lotto’s already been won
With bullets through the chest of the tycoon

You are not me, you are jealous of me

What happened to everyone that we could trust
Is this really how you want to remember all of this in the hereafter
Underneath the garage door
Beneath, below the belt
Underneath, every time someone takes money under the table
Is there nothing true left?
It’s now, now or never
There’s nothing true left
Is there nobody with something new we want to hear?

What could we say when we realised everyone’s lying?
And where are the facts that you could confess about the hereafter now?
Underneath with book and bone
Underneath we have been weaned
Underneath someone is always taking money under the table

We’re going under if we don’t stop it