self infliction
truth and lies who knows?
there is nobody, no-one who shows!
the pressure of time
the course of the world
the power of a few (handful of) men
keeps me thinking ‘how this is going to end?’
thoughts are whirling in the air
my head gets heavy, there’s so much to repair
people don’t seem to realise,
that there are wars which rise!
but no single person is able
to wipe’em off the table!
times are getting hard
the daylight is vanishing behind the dark
where will lead all that?
it’s tangling above our heads!
I’m feeling bad and sick
can’t sleep, can’t think!
the world is full of problems and fears!
they are not going to disappear
how should we cope with that?
not able to solve the problems in our heads!
we’re searching for solutions now!
everyone for himself somehow
there are so many changes!
self-infliction is all around!
© lyrics&music: J.R. horwath
wien; 15.09. 1993