Looking outside through this window
Life beyond seems pretty normal to me
Going through my same old routine again
A grayscale world is all I can see
The head on the pillow needs a break for tomorrow
It holds all the pressure, agony and pain
Eternal sorrow, eternally swallowed
I’m carrying the cross for all the sins that I’ve made

The kiss of the wife, the hug of the kid
No prodigal son can forgive what I did
was reckless, was fun
x-rated and wicked
all that I’ve wanted my whole life
the old cliché says: “beware what you wish for”
must I be afraid coz I’m wishing for that knife?

Dust to dust
Wanted lust

Another night here, the wind sounds so dreary
Whispering to me that it’s all my fault
I was in control but I couldn’t command
Words were so clear, why did this fool here doubt it?
This is not the fate I’ve imagined for me
Life is no joke, does it take me for a clown?
No expectations of a better future
A few close friends, not the chosen ones

Coz Truth is like dust, flying free on the wind
You could breathe a different one from mine
Breath in, breath out
Oh angel, oh angel, why didn’t I hear?

Dust to dust
Wanted lust

No bright new future, and no turning back
How can it be so simple for you to lose track?
No walk through the park, no sunday ride
No fucking ice-cream will bring back the smile

Yeah it’s there but I swear to you it’s fake
The sugar ain’t so sweet like grandma’s cakes
The dust made dust of all the hopes, all the dreams
Made another sad man, no hopes, no dreams

Dust to dust
Dust to dust
Dust to dust
Wanted fucking lust



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