They make children, we make love
They count defeats, we count victories
What if we fall? What if we fly?
Close your eyes, count to seven
Darling, they spread lies
Half-fiction, a little exaggerated
Plus smoke and mirror
Heights pull us down, lousy eyelids
We're incredibly tired
Searching nightlong through nothing
Finding nothing in everything
Spit out poison and bile1
I'm totally exhausted
Maybe my tunnel, your sidetrack?
Next bottle of wine
No, you don't need to stay awake
My so called shit still means the world to me
As long as the voice is still withstands and I can escape the heartattack
It'll be Kansas City Shuffle
Everyone's looking to the right
We rush past them on the left side, forever and I
don't understand those fears you have
What torments you every night
Listen, what you're talking about in your sleep
Far away, and yet near where you lie
And suddenly everything (is) so easy
So easy, as if it's happening on its own
First flickering, then flickering*, lightning and thunder
The wolves scratch on the door
Everything (is) so easy
So easy, as if it's happening on its own
First flickering, then flickering*, lightning and thunder
The wolves scratch on the door
Worse and worse, before it gets better, attack it now
With not much to lose, besides time and reason
I'm at the edge of insanity, holding on with one hand
It's weirdly comfortable in the eye of the hurricane
I've been carrying this darkness deep within me for years
But let me tell you: I've never loved like I loved you
If I quickly flee, it's not because of you
Sometimes I don't want to be found, but I'll come back
Seriously, I was never as afraid as right now
Rarely sleep before six, self-doubt from A to Z
Nighttime in bed, no breath, rolling around
I know, it's difficult, but I really hope that you stay
Eyes everywhere, eyes everywhere
I really hope that you don't go when I fall
Eyes everywhere, eyes everywhere
I really hope that you don't go when I fall
And suddenly everything (is) so easy
So easy, as if it's happening on its own
First flickering, then flickering*, lightning and thunder
The wolves scratch on the door
Everything (is) so easy
So easy, as if it's happening on its own
First flickering, then flickering*, lightning and thunder
The wolves scratch on the door
And suddenly everything (is) so easy
Everything (is) so easy
And suddenly everything (is) so easy
Everything (is) so easy
1. It's an idiomatic phrase to describe a really angry emotion