Below the void The troubled lives Seemed to be ok When both vultures and fortune Got sick of it "You stop thinking - the brain didn t notice it " But a few words Have reached me Deep trough the noise Of the tv "I gotta go man Do my own thing There's a liver Upon a big clock And i don't wanna break Trough my old friends We climbed the old tree Cause wanted to feel free" We're losing all your charme Well i can't tell what might result But i'm not switchin the power off Cause you let me down