I'm sitting inside the cinema of my life
All seats are taken
My seat is just a dickey-seat
Too many people are here today
The light fades - the movie starts
Memories come up again
A distant past become present once again
A strange "me" stares at my face
I look around in the crowd
The whole cinema laughs
A cripple's drifting in the water
I get sick
I'm ashamed
A today impressed by yesterday
I remember th! at time
The question of life and death
Today I know the answerThat time I didn't -
I had made the wrong decision
And again the cinema laughs
I stand up and rush out
I've got to vomit
The hate hits me
Could they recognize me in the light?
Could they laugh at me again?
Why don't they all go home?
It's just my very private life
I'm coming back, my seat is taken
I quietly sit down on the floor
Yet I want to know what will happen to me
Yet I don't know my sins
I'm only hoping to die soon
Thus I don't have to stand it any longer
I'm sorry if my life disturbed somebody
But at least there was a movie they liked
The movie shows my death
Finally it's my turn to laugh
But thousand eyes turn round
And stare schocked at me.