And yes i should be really you...
In this straightjacket..and not in corsage..
This bondage that holds your body..
It cages in all of me.
I always fighted...and bleeded for all.
And what is finally reached..?
Nothing..at all.
Caus the only answer stays the madness...
And the eternal safing is the fall.
How strong i am called by the abyss...
I just want to let me fall..
But my destiny is to stand.
If i wasn..t damned to be..what ever i might be..
Then i would be a black bird.
I would simply laugh when people say..he is just mad.
I dance on this rope..and the fear makes me sick.
Caus when i look down i face the
Nothing..nothing..
I walk on tripping with restless searching steps..
But i always end infront of ..
Nothing..nothing at all.
Maybe i would only brake free by the true madness..
But for pure madness...i miss the strength.
So i am the strong on ...i act as i do..
As if all that is left
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