Deep in my psyche
No one can find me
I'm screaming out
From my soul
In the daytime
I feel quiet
I won't talk anymore
I play my cards at hand
But I cant feel the joy of winning
I stare at the sun 'till it burns my eyes
It's dark inside
And I'm not taking
Anymore steps
And I'm not making
Anymore moves
I lay still, I lay victim like good victims do
I just try to work the system like good people do
Do you feel small
Of course you do
I'm not tall
But I'm bigger than you
Oh, I play my cards at hand
But I cant feel the joy again
I stare at the sun 'till it burns my eyes
It's dark inside
And I'm not taking
Anymore steps
And I'm not making
Anymore moves
I lay still, I lay victim like good victims do
I just try to work the system like good people do