Solitude Embroidery Id, Ego, Superego
Can't get away with my Id
More than one year has passed
And I keep on tearing me away from the night
Dragging myself in the day
This is a circle,
Like a russian roulet
This is a circle,
Like a russian roulet
.
Balance and composure
Mine are broken on the ground
Balance and composure
Mine are buried in dust
Balance and composure
Mine are broken on the ground
Balance and composure
Mine are lost in the dust
This is a circle,
Like a russian roulet
Maybe you can help me out
Maybe I am not alone
Maybe no one will answer this call
Maybe no one will answer but me.
Balance and composure
Mine are broken on the ground
Balance and composure
Mine are buried in dust
Balance and composure
Mine are broken on the ground
Balance and composure
Mine are lost in the dust
This is a circle,
Like a russian roulet.
Oh boy
I can't sleep at night
I feel the ties around my wrists when I lay down
