Woorden: Bodyjar. No Touch Red. Maze.

Days go fast and you don't change
I often wonder where you're going (going)
Stuck onto your own sick ways fixated to a world dissolving (dissolving)
I've said everything I had to say
You'll find your way not to exist
Aspiration washed away from that liquid form in your hand (your hand)
I don't care what the fuck you do I don't care where the fuck you're going (going)
I've said everything I had to say...
You'll find your way not to exist
Your lifestyle's changin'
Your life is in your hands (your hands)!
I've said everything I had to say:
You'll find your way not to exist