All cards
In hand
Can't play them
I burned them
Filled a hole
Which was open
And then noticed
It doesn't matter
I chose
Red or black
I was too late
Okay, that's it
Okay, that's it
All these things are nothing
Are nothing, are nothing
All these things are nothing
Are nothing, are nothing
When everything breaks
When there's nothing left
When the clock doesn't tick
When there's no being anymore
Everything appears
In a new light
What's important
And what is not
No compromise
No second path
I just want that
No "pretty okay"
I want it all
Not only a piece
I get back
What I gave to you
All these things are nothing
Are nothing, are nothing
All these things are nothing
Are nothing, are nothing
Are nothing, are nothing, are nothing