Из альбома: Les Chansons Neurotiques
It's not necessary to say what you prefer
A perfect lightweight future, nothing to despair
I feel your happy-minded bitter patiency
You chose the easiest way and call it reality
You think that all you own is everything that counts
Your life has been worthwhile
The sense has not been found
I raise my hands, enjoy the need
Of all the thirsty minds awaiting light to see
I guess you're wasting me
I see the light and want to know
How this can be the way to go
Your perfect life and history
Is really not attracting me
See your mindless strange affection
To manifest your self-deception
I can stand your decency
I guess you are wasting me
I guess you're wasting me