| The secret of my complaints | |
| Reflected in the storyline, my friend | |
| It's almost inappropriate | |
| And history repeats itself | |
| I place it in a sentence | |
| I seek it and I redescent | |
| Just want to get to know the cost, my loss, get off | |
| So we can finally speak again | |
| And countless sheep redirected on a leash | |
| And I can't sleep when there's a ceiling over me | |
| What do I see | |
| Did you expect me to believe | |
| When I can't breathe in your generous company | |
| Impatiently we stay calm | |
| Defeated but we keep it up | |
| Just want to get to know the cost, my loss, get off | |
| So we can finally speak again | |
| And countless sheep redirected on a leash | |
| And I can't sleep when there's a ceiling over me | |
| What do I see | |
| Did you expect me to believe | |
| When I can't breathe in your generous company |