Intoxicated world
Shifting by the neon light
Don't look to the ground
Crying out our madness face to face

Is it fact or fiction-game or gust
Roaring in our ears
Roaring through whatever counts
Which always hurts
Never knew but dark to us
We dream on-informations overcome
Is it squandermania?

If reality not equals truth
Go on-call me a liar
In and out-beyond truth
High so high-in stinking bloom
In toxication of
Your spirit and your body drunken spine
Amorph metamorphosis
Adrenaline agony in vein

I light another cigarette
Sucking out what it's gotta give me
That screen runs my brain
That crying last night felt like bleeding or puking
Deep inside i feel i've got to hold on to something

If reality not equals truth
Go on-call me a liar
In and out-beyond truth
High so high-in stinking bloom