Die Illusie Van Veiligheid [English translation]

Сheap set of pleasures

Wholewheat phase 4

Mezzanine messiahs of the neighbourhood

I'm so glad to see you

Looking for evidence that I'm alive

Late-night pleasure

The rest laugh harder than I do

I don't laugh at weak jokes

It's already too late

Don't you listen?

I feel as if I'm talking to myself

And there's no way forward

So what do we do now?

We leave our windows open

And we don't have burglar-bars

I have family who are not blood

It doesn't help much for how I feel

You're lazy, you're selfish and you don't listen

Everything you get, you must

Throw out the window

We will sit around and make some noise

Repeat the same wisdom

You struggle to live In a dirty room

it's difficult to be yourself without direction

So what do we do now?

We leave our windows open

And we don't have burglar-bars

I have family who are not blood

It doesn't help much for how I feel

You're lazy, you're selfish and you don't listen

There is nothing that can stop us

We leave our windows open

And we don't have burglar-bars

I have family who are not blood

It doesn't help much for how I feel

You're slow, and you don't work well with others