Eternal Recurrence

I cry for the love I didn't get as a kid.
for all the flowers that didn't grow. I’m asleep.
I cry for the world we are living in,
I die for the art I'm surrounded by.
If life was a paint I would paint it black
The human condition makes me feel sad.

Life is a paint, and I paint it black.
They roll like a stone, don't hate me for that.
I lay in bed to pray, and I cry...

I live in a paint / I can’t go back.
The mistake was made / I can’t go back,
If I could go back to that.
I'm caught I'm caught / eternal recurrence

I’m in a room chained to
to the eternal recurrence, eternal recurrence
all your egos are killing you
are killing you, are killing you!

I’m sitting alone, but not feeling lonely
black vodka and caviar, I feel like I’m nobody.
Recreating the same moment, over and over.
Living with no money. Thinking bout the old us.

I’m sorry for it,
I’m sorry for it.

I stay in a room
chained to
the eternal recurrence, recurrence.

I stay in a room
chained to
the eternal recurrence, recurrence.

Life is a paint, and I paint it black.
They roll like a stone, don't hate me for that.
I lay in bed to pray, and I cry...

I live in a paint / can’t go back.
The mistake was made I can’t go back,
If I could / wouldn't go back to that.
I'm caught / eternal recurrence

I’m in a room chained to
to the eternal recurrence, eternal recurrence
all your egos are killing you
are killing you, are killing you!

I’m in a room chained to
to the eternal recurrence, eternal recurrence
all your egos are killing you
are killing you, are killing you!