War is old so we don't feel it now
We broke the berlin wall but we make no sound
What's a word of truth when you can't be true
To anyone or yourself
Anyone's got truth it's not the head that counts
Is our house still a box
Are we all still the same
Conversation's old make's my fingers numb
I never know what to say
Marx and engels plays think i'll be ok
Cuz what's a word of truth when you can't be true
To anyone or yourself
Anyone's got truth it's not the head that counts
Is our house still a box
Are we all still the same
Who is there left to blame
Are we all still the same
I play the game hope that the day won't fade away
Still i play the game watching the day just fade away
[I stay awake hope that the day don't fade]