Из альбома: Perfume
People who don't know their names
lurking behind window frames
Trying to control our lifes
Envy, spite and jealousy
of all those longing to be free
Stabbing them with hideous knives
Intolerance and arrogance
combined with bloody ignorance
Don't listen to a single word
Tired of their stupid lies
Trickery and alibis
Their issues are just too absurd
Don't you tell me not to grind
But I'm blinded by the thickness of mankind
I got a hole in my head
Seems like we're better off dead
We gotta find a solution
For this bitter contribution
Things are getting serious
small minds become delirious
Don't they see it's so insane
All obsessed with hate and war
what else they think's worth fighting for
Peek-A-Booh: A madman's game!
Pied piper's waiting at the door
to tell them they're superior
Dancing to his lethal tune
Oh, the crown of evolution
needs some kind of revolution
otherwise it's over soon
So you tell me not to blow my fuse
But I'm quite aware of your abuse
I got a hole in my head
Seems like we're better off dead
We gotta find a solution
For this bitter contribution
Find shelter in my arms tonight
There's only you and me
and everything's allright
If there's just one thing that's true
then it's my love for you
I'll never let you go
And I don't care what they say
As long as you stay
in our love's afterglow
Still you believe it'll work out fine
While heading for the ultimate deadline
I got a hole in my head
Seems like we're better off dead
We gotta find a solution
For this bitter contribution