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In my head I've painted a picture of myself; I've got it framed and it's sitting on a shelf Everyday I see it and I try to remember that picture's not a mirror, I can't be that forever Friends come and friends go but love waits outside your window Like a bird out on the frailest limb Well, I've got my curtains drawn, my social thirst is long-gone Why should they see someone who I'm not even sure is me? I will lose myself in this crowd, but I am fine with being no one Because no one does whatever they want to do I've been driving myself crazy, it seems, lately I hypothesize and theorize until I realize that I'm so without truth And I've come so far only to find that what I came here for was never here at all Friends come and friends go but love waits outside your window Like a bird out on the frailest limb Well, I've got my curtains drawn, my social thirst is long-gone I will lose myself in this crowd, but I am fine with being no one Because no one does whatever they want to do I will lose myself in this crowd, but I am fine with being no one Because no one does whatever they want to do Now I'm sitting in this room too big for one I should try to fill this empty space with substance instead of substances for once So I scatter my notes on the floor, and when the smoke clears in the morning I'll look for definition in them Aus Songtexte Mania