Staring at the sidewalk, there's a crack in which a flower grows
Reminded me of somebody not hangin' around here anymore
And everything is so pretty/pretty fucked up, obviously
When you call me from the other side to tell me everything is fine
And I will always love even when your eyes are fading
And if they catch you, I will save you, I will get you out
And this, what about this?
Is it anything at all, is it a growing cancer in your heart
And this life... I don't have a clue
But when they told you not to worry, didn't it bother you?
Well all that's very nice but this is still a song against life
Where do all these people come from,
Where do all these words belong?
A never-ending bible, everything they say is our command
And everybody wants the same, everybody here wants nothing,
Grow up to be a millionaire is all there is
And this, what about this?
Is it anything at all is it a growing cancer in our hearts?
And this life... I don't have a clue
But when they told me not to look back, sure it bothered me as hell
All that's very nice, but this is a song against life
He goes out in the kitchen, he goes there every second
And your plastic father said:
"It's just too boring standing here all day"
And went out for a lover
Or a new world to discover
And the watertower threw its shadow over your house
And this, what about this? is it anything at all?
Is it a growing cancer in your heart?
And this life... I don't have a clue
But when they told you not to worry, didn't it bother you?
Well all that's very nice
But this is a song against life