From the recording songs from the junkyard

Lyrics

dont get mad ..
just the way
they are

plan your escape
is it a plan ..

or only
a vague idea

somewhere on an island
in your mind

a flickering light
catching attention ..
more and more ..
pushing you
part of every day ..
growin ..

the great escape ..
from my own life


take the girl
or leave her behind
the security
of immaturity

think I have to
leave that part ..
of myself ... behind

and i wonder
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven


cant give away a minute ..
dont have the time
listen
not another word
the words
gettin in my way

what happened
tell me what happened
to people
just doing what they love

why is that
how can that be so strange
gettin in my way
there will be no
gettin ..in my way
when Im ready
need more than a prison
and stronger chains
to hold me back

come closer ..
not that close

sell answers but
you buy the questions

lost in a place
you know by heart

give me a solution
to problems I dont have

if I fail .. no
i wont be ...
a regret ..

what happened
tell me what happened
to people
doing what they love

why is that strange

cant be ordinary..
hip is now boring
turned my back
on cool..
clothes, makeup and tattoos
is that creativity
or crying for attention

and

what happened to
people doin what they love
the soul of life
how and why ..
did that become so strange

disconnect me
from constant connection

absurd ideas
everyone a rebel

volunteer
your attention
captured
every click a buck 99

and i wonder
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven
I only wanna know
what will be
the first three chords
they play in heaven