Look at me, what have I become?
I am lost, I was once a getleman
But the thief came out in my london town
So I must leave you now
But I will remember the ups and downs
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times
Look at me, in the apocalypse
My europian guilt expecting instant fix
I inmagine all the brutal services
Of ancient infediles
Of all the wounded and crying witches
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral
In the search of fools and utopias
Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls
Filling their heavy heart with slum religion and coca cola
Every book is read, I'm paralized
Every fist is clenched but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times
I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile,
volatile times