Love is fun, you have fun and your brake

In your room, again

You find, you wanna find your gift

In your room, again

The only God is far

You can explain, only single part

You try to explain always the same

The only God is far

You can explain, only single part

You try to explain always the same

You kill, you wanna kill your mom

In your room again

You wanna kill your mom

You wanna kill your daddy and your son

In your room again

Now you realize, confess

Your little lie

You predicate your God and so across

Your pain, your dirty shoes

You always seem the same