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Beautiful and innocent, suitable and militantAre scripted on the walls of the cubicle I'm living inI'm different, if you take away that I'm goneA heart on my sleeve, with a razorblade jacket onIn Babylon I would hold my breath and listen closeTo the ghosts of death the ocean kept when the winter frozeSkin and bones, is what my burly bag of flesh will holdDigesting hope with another thirty pack as LexaproDiscomposed, from all the fuckin' ghosts that follow meAcross a battered path of shattered glass and broken arteriesIt's oceanography the way the blood accumulatesI'm rude awake, with one eye open like Homer's OdysseyAnd honestly, I don't need to make a differenceI just want to live my life without a fee to pay admissionApathetic bliss in these apathetic daysCuz I'm apathetic mixed with the pass aggressive waysAnesthetic sprays from my tongue 'til the pain stopsI'm trying to figure out if this is blood or the raindropsLove or a safe spot, think twiceWhile I take another shot until the angels start to sing like...I've got a bone to pick with all these skeletons in closetsThey're breaking down the barriers, embellishing my lossesAnd under all the verses, I wonder if it's worth itAnd whether it's irrelevant, the elements are constantNo sleep and apparently a penSongtexteIs the perfect combination for the therapy againSo I scribble in a pad 'til it carries me withinAll the ripples in my past that I carefully attendWhen all I got to do is take a look into my pedigreeAnd mentally amenities will make another memoryThe penalties are lending me a bitter loss of energyA destiny of inhibition until my wings will set me free, nowNo time for regrets, keep moving forward and hope for the bestIts all gone, I'll say so long and never let go of what I hold in my chestThis is dedicated to the dedication left behindMe, a dedicated mental patient on a bed of knivesI meant to find a certain person worthy of current purposeSearching through the epitaphs to make the dead aliveAnd edify as I watch all the faces walking byPainted with perplexing looks, abrasions and awkward eyesShowing me to modify broken wings I've taught to flyOften I go and dream of a place across the skyWhere I reside and dark breaks the lightNever stop moving, a sharks way of lifeSet still as sparks drape the skyAnd debt builds, a heart pays the price with Love, pain, sun, rain, (I remember when my mother used to lie to me)hate, grace, blood stains (and I remember when my father used to lie to me)Life, death, time, rest, (and I remember when my teachers used to lie to me)this is my breath (and then they wonder why I have no faith in this society)I can't find stability I lack the right abilityTo act inside humility and magnify the will in meEvery time I try to be, satisfy or feel at easeI'd rather be an actor and to act than try to deal with thingsUntil I fall and I hit the rock bottomAnd I grieve with the leaves 'til I pray its not autumnThe blood starts to draw and it falls from the wristsWhen the slits are across and I ball up a fistsSo call it a gift but I'm not living for the presentWhen it all becomes the past and I can't listen to the questionsIsn't it a blessing when I feel like I'm aliveAnd I don't have to be another fucking cynic for a second[I remember somebody once asked me if I ever thought about regret... the answers no. Because when this masquerade is finally over I want to be remembered for who I am. Not who I was or who I wanted to be, cuz this right here, this is me, so follow this]Even though I've never called it perfectWhen I die, I want to know it all was worth itI want to know that I tried my best withEmbracing every moment that I was blessed withEvery life, every death, every time that I weptEvery moment, every person, every line that I saidEvery night, every day, every time every placeEvery kiss, every wish, every side of the mazeEvery cut, every bruise, every love that I'd loseEvery time that I broke and the times that I grewEvery drop of rain that these clouds would spewTo help form the man that I amounted toAnd I'm thankful, that I am who I amAnd I've been where I've been and I came out gratefulWhen it's finally time to make an exitJust know, that I don't regret a single secondThis is the exception to everythingThis is the exception to everything(Repeat x6) Aus Songtexte Mania