Each night i close my eyes and wonder what will come of me in days to follow.
I lay awake and after countless hours, i just can’t think straight.
Turn in, fade, pass out.

Yet, in this simple way, we offer to destroy all we can’t figure out in our simple lives, unconscious.
We employ our skills from underground to seek what we’ve never seen, to explore deep inside.
The mornings greet me with grey days and tear-stained windowsills and pillowcases.
I get dressed and go to work.
Bloody noses, red like roses, pose as sanctuary when i just need a minute to myself
and in this simple way, we offer to destroy all we can’t figure out in our simple lives,
unconscious.
We employ our skills from underground to seek what we’ve never seen, to find, where we never knew, to explore deep inside.
Kill me, won’t you kill me, kill me, let me sleep again.
Kill me, don’t relate your memories, kill me, kill me, won’t you.
To see what we’ve never seen, to find where we never knew to go, where we never dared to explore, deep…

The Velvet Teen – Red, Like Roses