In a strange world – foreign rules, new facets
Who do you stand up for when you get hurt
And then they launch compounds with tin under the skin
And now – you are already tin …
And trying to somehow get used to the new …
And the new one does not spare
Opening the door to nowhere – closes the windows
And it seems to be the way out now, breaking glass
burst out
But suddenly you are not needed there either?
And now, eyes get used to the darkness
Eyes that are no longer the same …
Here they shoot in the back of the head, and kisses are port
And it’s okay to poison the dogs food
And under a hail of bottles flying to passers-by in the head
You find yours, in a besotted drunken delirium…
Every day is like the last
every breath is like a wound
give up too soon…
