Lives in others' hands (don't cut it off)
There's no chance to break free
From circumstances
You can try to remember
The smile of your mother
You can try to fix her
But too deaf to bother
To bother
Kind of plan for midnight dinner
Couldn't cure the fear that's inner
Forks and spoons reach to your mouths
Rockets fly onto your house
Lives in others' hands (don't cut it off)
There's no chance to break free
From circumstances
Starve your soul to death
Brace for your last breath
Go and buy your own leather shoes
To stomp whoever death may choose
Who gives a f*ck about the cause
They'll make up laws and we'll applause
Lives in others' hands (don't cut it off)
There's no chance to break free
From circumstances
Starve your soul to death
Brace for your last breath
When the world's in flames
No one's there to blame