It's always there What makes me such a *** stupid animal? Once in a while I wake up to disappointment Or I collect it as a piece of junk I throw away the smallest pieces of myself Opposite of the day, Optimus Prime Give me a bottle of gout and put a bill on it Several repetitions and I got it again I got it from Central European Socialism I'm not me, I'm nothing And really I'm nothing I'm a weapon, a stick and a blade I stand still as long as my head wakes up I'm not me, I'm nothing And really I'm nothing I'm a weapon, a stick and a blade I stand still as long as my head wakes up Where does it all come from? Where does the hope come from? An adult man asks for a crown Escapism, kill yourself, everyone gets used to it You can put the balls on the floor to make the video longer I'm a little bit out of place and in the wrong time I'm riding alone on a two-wheeled world Zig-zagging, laughing, looking for freedom This is a crown and a stick to me like the end of the world I'm not looking for guilty traitors I'm looking for a piece of space in the space I'm looking for a place where as a little boy I'll lift up the center, cut off the shelf I'll buy it as a treasure, that's where it is now And when it's there, I'll go corrupt Into the inside of the machine Between the wheels, a stick and a blade This sentence is not a chant, you don't want it either I'm not me, I'm nothing And really I'm nothing I'm a stick, a stick and a blade I stand still as long as my head wakes up I'm not me, I'm nothing And really I'm nothing I'm a stick, a stick and a blade I stand still as long as my head wakes up