My head is going to explode
I just want to sleep
To lay on the asphalt
And let myself die
Stone
The world is stone
I'm looking for the sun
In the middle of the night
I don't know if this is the earth
That is turning backwards
Or if this is me
Who is fooling me
Who is hallucinating
I don't want my fight anymore
I don't have the desire to run anymore
Like all these automatons
Who build the empires
That the wind could destroy
Like a house of cards
I wanted to be an artist
To be able to do my act
When the plane lands on the runway
In Rotterdam or in Rio
I wanted to be a singer
To be able to scream who I am
I wanted to be a writer
To be able to fabricate my life
In the streets of Monopolis
There will be no strangers anymore
They will be against each other
They dance against each other
They live with each other
I didn't ask to come into the world
I just want them to leave me alone
I don't wanna be like everyone else
But I must pay my rent
I work at The Underground Café
Someday you will see the robot waitress
That is going to grow her tomatoes
In the sun but what am I going to do today
what am I going to do tomorrow
That's what I tell myself every morning
But what am I going to do with my life
I desire nothing
I just wanna be alright
My head is going to explode
I just want to sleep
To lay on the asphalt
And let myself die