it’s about hard time baby
looks like old times
This fucking feeling stays
Though it was in my mind
Can’t believe once again
This world can be sick
People don’t use their brains
Like in old U.S.A.
Am i delusional
Maybe it’s just a dream
Even knowledge is not enough
a vacant mind exists
Vacant Mind
Inside
Their head
just a little glass,
just a gulp of whisky, yeah
i have to exorcise (drive out) my hate,
because of them
Vacant Mind
Inside
Their head
i can’t read my soul,
just a desperate world in my hand
no matter, just alcohol
that brings my life and strength
Vacant Mind
Inside
Their head