Cabaret Of Desire, [bad word] 02.06.2001
Your eyes are almost dead
Can't get out of bed
And you can't sleep

You're sitting down to dress
And you're a mess
You look in the mirror

You look in your eyes
Then you realize

Your mother's dead
She said, "Don't be afraid."
Your mother's dead
You're on your own
She's in her bed

They stood on the stairs
Laughing at your errors 

Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind

Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don't just care

Your mother's dead
She said, "Don't be afraid."
Your mother's dead
You're on your own
She's in her bed

They stood on the stairs
Laughing at your errors

Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind

Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don't just care

You're a wasted face
You're a sad-eyed lie
You're a holocaust