Jonas Pissed Robin
Defiency of safety
Loss of interior harmony
The superficial exterior got the might
And seems to block the access
To the feeling to be close to all
I want to go to paradise
I want to be young
I'm not right
I'm not right
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song alone
Alone
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song alone
Alone
I must try to find something similar
But it has to be easy
When will I wake up
From this stuned sleep
When can I shake of
These self-lies only when I'm high?
Feel without a thought
I am not creative
I'm not right
Yes, I'm not right
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song alone
Alone
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song alone
Alone
