Besedila: Limp. Guitarded. Di.

This is not my home
these are not my friends
a new place to go
this is not the end

closer now than when I remember
some good time to begin
no regrets there's none
selfish once too much
payback made in full
maybe not enough
I don't make the rules
waiting as well as hiding
afraid of fighting
all senses trying to stay in focus
to bring it closer another moment
and then I blow it
and now you know it
and you believe you have the secret
it's in the open
and now you're closing
the book of reason
no fear of using
and now we're even
by now you get it
it's got to stop