I am alive or so I think Now I'm out here all spent up (And) Where did it go, my humor? Turn off the switch, lights go out Now I'm perfect, perfectly no one But, you All there is As the day passes Heartache's too stupid And so is "I" Your mouth is weakened and so is "I" As I witness my last matches As I light the cigarette As it runs through my life As the ash blows in the wind As a nail in "perfect skin" Like a bird that flow into the ocean Never flies out into the wild Like a tiger runs to his prey never, reaches by a mile And the perfect ones sign off the world And they turn to heaven's gate The perfect world is a no man's land Where you can't even escape Here we all are, all fucked up Is it really redemption? Art is too mundane for me Heartache's too stupid for me Heart keeps on beating for me What is the crime? Under the sun we do our time So what is the crime? Art is so weakened for me Heartache's too stupid for me I, high High I Like a bird that flows in the ocean Like a current flow with no friction Just like the force of nature pulling you closer to me It's farther than I can see Like a current flow that has no friction Like a sound wave you can't hear In your dreams you go to sleep again And then when you're waking up to find yourself But you're lost again