When i'm lying truths
All the hell it comes running out
And now i'm gonna sail for some silent room
And now i'm gonna wait for my time
When i'm falling into
'cause all i have to tell you back
Baby, i am almost figuring out you
And these nothing blues
All these plastic crowds
All a misery form, well i'm a misery form
And maybe now living for these seven houses
I am falling into me
When i'm falling down
You cannot step inside
But all you've got to tell me right
My inconstancy
All you've got to tell me back
You feel loneliness
All your fucking mort
All of them are never coming back
All your red fucking room
It should come back
With all the reason for
All you have to do
All i've got to spend on time
These reddish eyes had never grown
I'm going into…
And i'm leaking back
I wanna have to do you right
All my happy time
Nothing is true
This is falling back again…
