Overweight Against Heart Attacks (from “Detention”)
We’re running out of time. “Do I stutter?” It was us, dancing on the edge of the dance floor. I saw some freaks running out of time. It was us running out of time.
OUR TIME IS UP. OUR TIME IS NOW. LET’S WALK THE ZOMBIE WALK. (THEY) WON’T GET OUR HEADS WITH THEIR BULLETS FULL OF GAIN.
This party’s fuckin’ over. We’re still hungry for more. Open the way out of hell. Less alone together. Bags full of wisdom. We only met once but it changed our lives forever.
SIE LIESSEN UNS GEHEN, JEDER MIT SEINEM GEWICHT ZU TRAGEN, UNS WORTE VORS GESICHT GESCHLAGEN. UND WIE SCHNELL ES GING, DER TRICK IST ATMEN, DIE ANTWORT EINFACH NICHT ZU FRAGEN. DOCH SIEHT IMMER LEBEN OHNE RIESEN GEFAHREN, JEDE NACHT, SCHLAF NUR PROBELIEGEN FUERN SARG. MANN, NEUBEGINN, MOTIVATION, AUFSTAND IN DER ZOMBIENATION!
Fine Feathers Make Fine Birds (from “Detention”)
Pressure to perform on New Year’s Eve. (Got some) bad resolutions for you. They told me that every chapter is from day one on predetermined. So lose your voice and stop to think. Lose your faith. Stop your plans.
Fine feathers make fine birds. And it’s the ignorance that hurts. Decide which colour you would follow now. Break the rules of fate. Design your steps with spades. Stand your ground and keep your lips off lies.
Fine feathers do not make any fine birds.
We will suck up the so called poison and reach every hazard you built. Melt down the ass-kisser society. So we will be released from all that pressure day in day out.
So give me one good reason why we should give up the fight. This is the thought that wakes you up at night: We’re no more the plight.
Satisfying Angst (from “Detention”)
Standing in the backyard. Staring at her scars. Confusion is surrounding her (leached out) existence. Standing in her shadow. Staring at the end. In hope she’s screaming:
“Tell me that there’s nothing we could lose. Raise this inner crime. (We) need to lock the fear we hide inside.”
Surrounded by a dozen souls she still feels alone. Will this isolation end? Or is she destined to rest in a never ending planless hide-and-seek?
“Fuckin’ restless ruining years through all the hopes and fears. I keep on crawling back to zero. Raise this inner crime. Lock the fear we hide. I still believe that sacrifice makes sense.”
