Woorden: Exilia. Nobody.

Easily, easily,
I'm losing all my fantasy, fantasy
Living like a prisoner
Just waiting for
The sweet execution

Close to me and close to you
Everybody got to prove, got to prove
We can kill without excuse, we make the rules
The sweet execution

Nobody, nobody, nobody, no one's excluded
I feel irrational
I feel irrational
Nobody, nobody, nobody, no one's excluded
I feel irrational
I feel irrational

Vanity, activity,
Covered up in all the fur, all the fur
Lady, you ignore the truth
Behind the truth
The sweet execution

I see you and you see me
What are we supposed to be, supposed to be
Living in a place under a death sentence
Like a sweet execution

Nobody, nobody, nobody, no one's excluded
I feel irrational
I feel irrational
Nobody, nobody, nobody, no one's excluded
I feel irrational
I feel irrational
I feel irrational
I feel irrational

Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no one
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no one
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no one
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no one
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody