Casual Cliché

Lyrics

Absent minded walking around in the streets of Berlin My trunk is the only true picture of my pressence I don't feel pain - I don't feel any pleasure My juvenile senses are caught in a cobweb Life is just another Casual Cliché Where is God and the meaning anyway Life is just another Casual Cliché Don't go mad - just go away How I wish that I could feel love and desire the way that I used to I can't remember last time I cried or laughed for real I want to break down - I want to break free If I could just sense that way again Life is just another Casual Cliché Where is God and the meaning anyway Life is just another Casual Cliché Don't go mad - just go away