| This pitiful pettiness is not for me | |
| I don't need any of this in order to feel free | |
| A smile hides my desire, underneath I'm burning | |
| My insides are on fire, twisting and turning | |
| Oh-oh, then unveil your face | |
| Your beauty, my disgrace | |
| I dare you to say what you're thinking | |
| I just don't see the point | |
| Of living without feeling | |
| Of talking without saying anything... | |
| I want the fire in my soul | |
| The rhythm of life should shake my bones | |
| Make me feel alive right here, right now | |
| I don't believe in anything and least of all in you | |
| Although "People are the greatest fun" | |
| It's only true when sung | |
| I know without the melody these are only words | |
| And words can't really hurt me, can they now? | |
| Oh-oh, then unveil your face | |
| Your beauty, my disgrace | |
| I dare you to say what you're thinking... | |
| Ventriloquist | |
| Were we born to blindly follow? | |
| To never ever ask why? | |
| It seems dangerous to indoctrinate | |
| a daily dose of hate | |
| Who's your prophet | |
| when you're marching off to war? | |
| Don't believe you're doing it for him | |
| Think about where the orders came from |