Isolation

Alone in my cellar I lie awake at night

hold my breath and I wait for the return of the light

I don´t deserve to be mentioned - don´t deserve to be free

don´t deserve to be happy - I don´t deserve to just be

Cause I´m me, myself and I

don´t know who and don´t know why.

All I can do´s to be waiting for the day

the three of us will say goodbye

a six-feet-under-no-more-try

but until then I hear my guardians say :

Welcome to your isolation - where no one cares if you bitterly cry

welcome to your isolation - the only way out is to die !!

"Me" always wanted the good life - "myself" always wanted the bad

and I just refused to be normal - then the other two simply saw red

a schizo is never alone - so we made an arrangement to follow the rule :

"If one of us appears, the other two sleep" - but I was an arrogant fool

Cause I´m me , myself and I………

Welcome to your isolation……

"Me" burned the house of the holy , "myself" lived a silent man´s life

and I simply wanted to get rid of them both - so I tried it with a gun and a knife.

So now here I sit in my cellar - it´s not what you´d call a jail, yes, I know,

but behind the glass door we´re not only three anymore- there´s a judge and a whole courtyard show.

So in the end it´s okay to be lonely - the others tell me `bout their lifes everyday

- they go to work, live their dreams and sometimes it seems that I´d finally be fading away -

`cause I´m me, myself and I…

Welcome to your isolation…Is to die - out is to die - is to die …..