My world 
is made of paper 
I’ve even got a cardboard sun 
And even though 
The rain’s just painted 
When I close my eyes I hear it run 

My world 
is made of paper 
I’ve even got a cardboard sun 
And even though 
The rain’s just painted 
When I close my eyes I hear it run 

My world 
has all the colours 
and no one there is ever in a rush 
And when I need some clouds 
to keep me cool 
I get some white and dip in with my brush 

Ref.: 
I need this fiction 
it’s my addiction 
to paint a picture 
with everything I always wanted 
I need this fiction 
it’s my addiction 
to paint a picture 
of home that’s not so haunted 
……….. 
My world 
is made of paper 
I’ve even got a cardboard sun 
And even though 
The rain’s just painted 
When I close my eyes I hear it run 

My world 
is made of paper 
I’ve cut it out by myself 
It’s got some flaws 
it‘s sharp on edges 
and you can’t put no weight on the shelf 

And the great thing is 
I can always burn it down 

Ref.: 
I need this fiction 
it’s my addiction 
to paint a picture 
with everything I always wanted 
I need this fiction 
it’s my addiction 
to paint a picture 
of home that’s not so haunted 

My world 
is made of paper 
My world 
is made of paper 
I’ve even got a cardboard sun

I am picking up the pieces 
Too many have I lost down in the grass 
I know I’m just as good as she is 
But I don’t want to play so I will pass 

Bridge: 
You know I meant it 
But it’s not healthy 
To play pretend 
When everything is bent 

Ref.: 
The greatest things are always getting crushed to bits 
I remember having your lips on my fingertips 

Every day you brought a different story 
And none of them has turned out to be true 
It’s funny that I‘ve ever truly worried 
It’s funny that I worried about you 

You know I meant it... 
You know I meant it... 
But it’s not healthy 
To pretend 

Ref.: 
The greatest things are always getting crushed to bits 
I remember having your lips on my fingertips 


Fingertips…

What’s yo way to escape 
No man’s land 
History movin’ in cycles 
What’s yo point of view 
How do you define what is real 
What is the self 
Strange footprint on the shores of the unknown 
Asking questions 
Liftin’ up the essence of identity 
From the dust & dirt of the social matrix 
Multiple-dream images on the back of yo eyelids 
System’s overloaded 
Fabricated truth on the tongue of a liar 
Artificial body of language 
Fake images 
Hackin’ the DNA of yo intellect 
Paranoize in yo ears 
Poison in yo system 
Hyper-relativism decomposin’ 
The quintessential foundations of yo world 
The prime situation 
What’s yo next step 
Truth is uncomprehensible 
Even if you do yo best 
Eyes keep on starin’ at you 
From behind the 5th dimensional mask 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 


Ref.: 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 

Step aside the wild communication jam 
Let the sun rays infiltrate yo foggy brain 
Enter the private time zone 
Fly the coop 
Decamp 
Go home 
Where you’re complete likka circle 
Rest in silence 
Iluminatin’ light from within 
Flashin’ vibrant 
Compose your self 
You don’t wanna loose it 
Destroy any concept of limit 
Let the poetic imagination 
Function as another name for logical destiny 
Take off 
Escape the labyrinth 
& the poisonous hand of the death-facin’ ego 
Ghost in the machine awaits you 
Between eternity and time 
Move on 
Turn the key inna lock 
Of yo doors of perception 
Open arms 
Embrace the paradox 
Elevated 
Disconnected 
From the basic instinct 
Of an urban flock 
Tic toc 
Tempo’s wild 
No time to be wasted 
When bringin’ back the sight 
To the blinded third eye 
blinded third eye 

Ref.: 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 

Ref.: 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em 
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em

My breath 
are bubbles in my lemonade 
going from the bottom 
right up to the sky 

I'm late 
to join them in their black parade 
nothing I could do 
but sit and wave goodbye 

My hair 
is growing like those 
tiny sprouts 
They just want to see a 
tiny bit of sun 

And doubts 
they grow around my 
good old house 
Somewhen I will weed them out 
when I'm done 
nothing I could do 
just wave goodbye 

My words 
are crows sitting in the fields 
flying up and making 
circles in the air 

Sometimes 
they can harm and they can heal 
'Cause they tend to land 
anywhere 
I'm thinking about my life 
am I livin' it? 
am I wasting it? 
I'm thinking about my life 
am I livin' it? 
am I wasting it? 

Or is it all okay? 
nothing I could do 
nothing I could do 
nothing I could do 
just wave goodbye 

nothing I could do 
just wave goodbye 
right up to the sky 
I'm thinking about my life 
am I livin' it? 
am I wasting it? 


I'm thinking about my life 
am I livin' it? 
am I wasting it? 

Or is it all okay?

Kingdom come… 

I'd rather feel life's coming my way
But I never try
To really do something about it
Everybody's looking for their own place
And it's nowhere to be found 

Soul's like an iceberg
Shows just the tip
Go find the courage
See what's hiding underneath