There’s a fuckin’ freak in your brain,
There’s no fuckin’ reason to know him!

Losing your poor brain
In the middle of your youth.
Looking back again over your shoulders.

If you wanna cry, you will find an open door
You won’t try a new remorse to be a loser.
If you wanna stay, you will trash your bloody space
You’ve to catch your lonely soul
To kill the monster!

Empty space in your hands,
Hey man you’re born in trouble, I know it!
When you are in a hole, stop digging!
It will be your own home, over and over.

If you wanna cry, you will find an open door,
You won’t try a new remorse to be a loser.

If you wanna stay, you will trash your muddy cage, you’ve to catch your
Lonely soul to kill your monster!

Yeah,
In your head,
Our head,
In your head,
Our head,
Our head,
In your head,
Yeah…

If you wanna cry, you will find an open door
You won’t try a new remorse to be a loser.
If you wanna stay, you will trash your bloody space! You’ve to catch your
Lonely soul
To kill the monster!

You’ll find an open door…
You’ll find an open door…
You’ll find an open door again.