The trumpets are already torn apart Lying in the corner Waiting for the hangover to start Some people believe my music Is not quite an art But hey dude, remember To let it into your heart Last week I took A good rest from sleeping I found it very important To learn the art of speaking Talking to myself Was a hell of a mission I'd rather seek recognition From a politician How long will it last Till I let go my past Troubles come and go My soul stays like a stone I often lie to myself I'll find the stumbling block But I can't find myself alone To take the time to stop I always look forward I'm trying not to lose I'm fucking blind To see the rock in my shoes And you always cheer me up To stick to my blues Receiving back my silence I think you've got no clues Look into my face and tell me What should I do next Oh my god, it's just a mirror How long will it last How long will it last How long will it last How long will it last How long will it last How long will it last Till I let go my past Troubles come and go My soul stays like a stone