Today I woke up under a diving bell
Voices and sounds were locked out like angry dogs
A genuine truth poked out of the murmuring clangor
Today I woke up under a diving bell
And I know that this comedy is over, it's over
The demons are wide awake
And don't try to fool me and say you
are
needed
I'm sorry, this joke I can't take
I'll go on the run and carry my senses to safety
Before the alarms are no longer hearable
I'll bring to an end what somehow I never had started
The last act goes by with business as usual
And I know that this comedy is over, it's over
The demons are wide awake
And don't try to fool me and say you
are
needed
I'm sorry, this joke I can't take
I still control all of my gangways
All of my stairs leading to nowhere
When will enough be enough and with which implications?
When will enough be really enough?
And I know that this comedy is over, it's over
The demons are wide awake
And don't try to fool me and say you
are
needed
I'm sorry, this joke I can't take
I'm sorry, this joke I can't take
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