Tekst :

(Your tradition)
I’m getting so sick of creating this music to please you
The way it used to be is the very thing that blinds you.

That’s why you can’t see my God move
‘Cause this is not then, and I’m not like you.

(Damnation)
Your excuse for good advice. Their mouths are wide, but you feed them lies
(Reputation)
You’re full of indecency. You are exactly the portrait they painted you to be.

Stereo Child

That’s why you can’t see my God move
‘Cause this is not then, and I’m not like you.

You refuse to speak, and they’ll listen.

But I won’t be predicted.
I won’t be your stereo.
I won’t be predicted, never.

It s a deep, red wound. Enough to stare.
It s a beautiful rose and everyone s aware
You squeeze it tight enough to bleed.
But suicide is something we d rather not mention here.
In our beautiful world of saving face.

So Vanity...

I get in from work at 2 a.m.
And sit down with a beer
turn on late night TV
And then wonder why I m here
It s meaningless and trivial
And it washes over me
And once again I wonder
Is this all there is for me

Here...

Ich hab nen Schutzengel,Marylin Mongo ist ihr Name,kein Auslöser für Schminken und Frauenkleider tragen,sie weiß ich bin faul und mach am liebsten blau,Marylin Mongo schlägt mich dann mit den Waffen einer Frau,sie istn Comic,ne Erfindung die es gar nicht gibt aber mich und meine Gedanken bei Schreiben unterbricht,sie ist die...

I m not the wreck of the Hesperus
Feel more like the Wall of China
Getting old as Methuselah
Feel tall as the Eiffel Tower

I m not a power of attorney
But I can rock as good as Gibraltar
Ain t no...

We re still breathing, this cant be love
Baby we re tryin, shed a few tears more

We keep on running, just to get caught
and we know this is, exactly what we want,
uh huh ohhh..

We fear for the best,