Testo Pissed Robin

Pissed Robin

Defiency of safety

Loss of interior harmony

The superficial exterior got the might
And seems to block the access

To the feeling to be close to all

I want to go to paradise

I want to be young

I'm not right

I'm not right

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song
I sing my birthday-song alone

Alone

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song alone

Alone



I must try to find something similar

But it has to be easy

When will I wake up

From this stuned sleep

When can I shake of

These self-lies only when I'm high?

Feel without a thought

I am not creative

I'm not right

Yes, I'm not right

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song alone

Alone

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song

I sing my birthday-song alone

Alone