And your eyes got used to grey that is everywhere,
around you.
And your dreams got bored by the routine and went away,
left you behind and blue.
And you're celebrating a lifestyle where everyone,
in the end is torn.
Cause you come from a generation where everything,
is your fault alone.
Didn't we,
break the glass,
when we climbed your window?
And didn't we,
spell it out for you?
There in big red letters written on your wall...
„There are thousand different reasons to change!"
And your eyes got used to grey that is everywhere,
around you.
And your dreams got bored by the routine and went away,
left you behind and blue.
Didn't we,
break the glass,
when we climbed your window?
And didn't we,
spell it out for you?
There in big red letters written on your wall...
„There are thousand different reasons to change!"