Tekster: Pure Soundart. Bye Bye Beauty. Life As A Crime Scene.

This is a final call attention,
All the pieces are set on the board.
Stupid me, how was I supposed to be the mamas man.
Unsure of being, don?t know where to go
Slipping down the road,
Why should I change myself?
It?s nonsense in this world.

Wont? you be yourself?
Won?t you be yourself?
Won?t you be yourself?
Won?t you be yourself?

I think I?m the one
Who will bleed this over,
Until the end of the road.
Well I guess, I could knock and no one opens
The door I once called home.
Prepare (prepare),
Preparing for a lifetime,
Maybe I don?t care at all,
I am set on the board but no one guides me
Moved by myself, on and on.

Don?t run away there?s no more time.

Don?t run away there?s no more time.
Time is running out. Time is running out.
Don?t run away there?s no more time.
Time is running out. Time is running out.

Won?t you be yourself?
Won?t you be yourself?