Woorden: Lunik. Other. Sentimento.

change the fad
throw this number far away
I thought
that I found my part
I was wrong- my mistake
now I'm trying to fill the void
I'm broken: always the same thing when other people are around:
like an unintended rescue the shadow-mask clings to my neck
choking claws, playina?˜ my part, choking claws

I'd just like to be who I am
where should I start to seek
in my reflection I learn
there's something behind

tug-of-war
between me, myself and I
I could scream
but I laugh
I could breath but I lie
I could win but I loose
the dirty, greasy costume on my skin, I cannot push it away
calm down, calm down, inhale the screaming silence