Solitude Embroidery - Id, Ego, Superego Lyrics
Can't get away with my IdMore than one year has passedAnd I keep on tearing me away from the nightDragging myself in the dayThis is a circle,Like a russian rouletThis is a circle,Like a russian roulet.Balance and composureMine are broken on the groundBalance and composureMine are buried in dustBalance and composureMine are broken on the groundBalance and composureMine are lost in the dustThis is a circle,Like a russian rouletMaybe you can help me outMaybe I am not aloneMaybe no one will answer this callMaybe no one will answer but me.Balance and composureMine are broken on the groundBalance and composureMine are buried in dustBalance and composureMine are broken on the groundBalance and composureMine are lost in the dustThis is a circle,Like a russian roulet.Oh boyI can't sleep at nightI feel the ties around my wrists when I lay down