Swimming in troubled waters
Tomorrows
Waiting here for the end
Floating in the air too heavy
Almost nothing
To whom to reach out my hand If I have to fall from a height
May my fall be slow
I have only found rest in indifference
Yet I would like to find innocence again
But nothing makes sense, and nothing goes
Chorus:
Everything is chaos
besides All my ideals: words
Damaged
I am looking for my soul, which
Can help me
I am
From a disenchanted
generation,
Disenchanted
Who could prevent me
From hearing everything
When reason collapses
To which breast to devote myself
Who can pretend
Rock us in his belly
If death is a mystery
There is nothing tender about life
If heaven has a hell
Say month,
In these headwinds how to go about it
Nothing has any meaning anymore,
nothing is going well.
repeat chorus (2x)

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