What has happened in this room I'm in?
Something so unreal.
I cannot remember things I've done,
why am I right here?

Staring at this mess I'm into,
trying to believe.
There are ways enough to cure this,
I know this for sure.

Lies.
Don't listen to those lies,
there is no other choice.
The call for more and more,
the grown addiction.

I won't choose it
I won't choose

Waiting in this state of emptiness,
all what's left is greed.
Thinking about leaving all this mess,
why am I still here?

No one tells you what's true or false,
manipulation of whole tribes.
No one needs to decide your goals,
the recognition of yourself.

Take my hand


(c) music & lyrics: R. van der Spek