Fairweather Friends - Neurotic Cycle Lyrics

Don't you ever look at this place
Walls are growing up in silence
You can walk a dance-like walk
Across the world insensible, sleepy
All the empty pictures, faces eat the faces
If I feel like I can cry to this metropolis
Of spiderwebs
Couting in progress
Political conquest
That lady on the schizo-chatter-box
Disproportions all around

Must atone, release myself from artificial fulfillment
My therapy was unreality

I'm half-dead inside of me, self-explanatory
I run facing the sun
Carried by laughter and cry
Voice from the outside whispers to me
That everyone is my enemy
Where's the truth freed from my delusions?
I can only think the way he expects me to
There you go, the perfect extract of one's self
Almost like the real one
Identical with the natural
Against excess of consciousness

Say anything, I've got a feeling I'm not only one

Scattered by sounds of disobedience, delirious at night
Breathe with the rave, another cube, I bounce

Must atone, release myself from artificial fulfillment
My therapy was unreality
Say anything, I've got a feeling I'm not only one
Feel like a fractured form starving for the content
You drove me to this point, assured me there's no other way