Dont you feel that I shiver under your glazed look its getting cold here even for the words that are emerging from your mouth when your tongue stabs like a dagger my ears are bleeding to death as the devil wants me to choose the bad ones meanwhile the littel white winged man stays dumb the raindrops falling down I try to catch them with my hands thoughts - one by one spinning into my head how long can I take this confusion when I see you in a haze of fury how long can I suffer when I see you in a haze of fury