Wretched faces
Wretched faces

This is nothing new to me
But still
Enraptured

Don't keep grabbing the wind

This is a loaded gun
This is a loaded question
When can you stop?
When is perfection?

Maybe I'm already the one out
(Consolidate all your fears)

I can't take it, nothing sacred
This is of course as told from the knife
(This is not my voice, this is not my voice
This is not my voice, this is not my)

You painted your eyes
To make them wide again
I tip my hat to the great
To the classics

(This is not my face)
This is this week's fear
(This is not my voice)
They tell you to speak: the hesitation
(This is not my fate)
They can't take it, take it away
(take it away)
(This is not mine anymore)
Take hold
(bring it all back down)
To the first love
(This is not my fate)

All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain
All in vain