Тексты песен Andreas Zins

this house is as dead as a grave i should stop looking back and start running away but each time i try i return the next day this house it won't let me escape and it's shrinking every day and the wall

wait... how did I get here? what am I doing here? doesn't take a genius to see this ain't the right place for me and still I wait here patiently and I can't help enjoying it this boredom thrills me it