The twinkling dream
had been cut out a long time ago
Wasting every second
I’ll just be a rock or something
After the party is over
This empty sound
that makes my bruise grow
My ears are deafened
As if submerged in a fishbowl
This bruise tinnitus
spreads out bursting
In the empty noise
Feel so lonely
Wanna live like a god
But I’m a bit lazy
What will be my existence?
Give me an answer
Even being a rock
sounds good enough to me
Something that just rolls on
My own rock ‘n’ roll
Yeah I want it, want it, want it,
want it, want it, want it yeah
I’m just rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ yeah
Just a rock
Want it, want it, want it, want it, want it yeah
I’m just rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ yeah
Just a rock