no illusion
no opinion
no sensless prejudice

no emotion
no confession
your function rest

it´s getting out of control
break me down
I´ve got a second to breathe in a standing eight count

break me down
you do it again, do it again
no passion

no patience
no further confidence
no resistance

no reality
no-content-news
it´s getting out of control

break me down
I´ve got a second to breath in a standing eight count
break me down

you do it again, do it again