silence,

but the noise gets louder - every day

is there a limit

he thinks he can not stay


but where to go, when the moon is too far, the ocean too deep to hide underneath

where is the end that cuts from the streets, turns off every light, like razorblade teeth


i wanna be here

so why do i go

can i just be here

the answer is no, (no, no, no, no)


some drops are pure 

that doesn't mean that they cure

there's hardly anything i get for real


mud-dy wa-ter all a-rround

no one i can see

- where is the place i wanna be


(lurking in the underground)