From:
(Child) Everything keeps getting worse
The terror at home, the dread at school
I mustn´t count on much support,
I´m still locked out; it´s up to me,
how to face the teasing and the pain
Hate, one thing we have in common
Play your game
Beat me, hurt me
A physical release from mental pain
Don´t make me explode in your way
(Contemplative) This is a chain of torture,
a line of pain, no other way to show how you feel
This is the rebel in her, the torment from him,
the absence of help, the mother´s care
(Child) Rage, it burns all around us
Blind pain
So abuse is only weakness
It feels more like a cry of distress, an act of incapacity
Feel the threat
Feel the oppressed ambience of having no place to go,
no one who´ll take care of my salvation
(Contemplative) This is a chain of torture,
a line of pain, no other way to show how you feel
This is the rebel in her, the torment from him,
the absence of help, the mother´s care
(Child) Here comes the final episode
of terror and pain, abuse and hope
Here comes the fight between us all
A fight between a love long gone
I´m to blame, but it´s their own blind pain
Spoken outro:
(Mother) Now look where you and your selfish ambitions have gotten us!
It´s never been worse! You gotta work, work work, come back without
even noticing me or that ignorant kid of yours! You only think about
yourself.
(Father) I only think about myself, it´s me again? You self-centered bitch!
You´re the one complaining all the time, but when that kid freaks out, who´s
supposed to take care of her, huh?! Besides, it´s not my child! Wasn´t it ours,
our little ´saviour´ of a love we never had? A fucking...
(Mother) Yeah, there is no ´us´ anymore, darling! Ever since she was born
and I was left at your apparment raising her, I think about all I ever dreamed
of because of ´our´ decisions! We both should have made compromises,
but the only one who did was me!
(Father) Oh, there you go again! You feel awfully sorry for yourself; why
don´t you take a look at my side of the story for once?
(Mother) Ah, yeah sure, ´your side´... well, excuse the fuck out of me for being
in your way! A child you never wanted, living in a smaller house than you´ve
ever dreamed of, and all the while I´m getting old and ugly, right?
You must really long for somebody young and fresh, or if this means already...
(Father) Enough!! Don´t you dare accuse me of being unfaithful! That´s
how you ruined my loyalty; I can´t believe I once fell in love with a...
(Mother) Oh, neither can I, you bastard! Neither can I! And loyal? I dind´t
know you´re familiar with that word!
(Father) There´s a lot you don´t know, a lot you´ll never understand!
We´ve lost contact, baby.
(Mother) Oh yeah, really? Well, that doesn´t seem to bother you. Why don´t
you just go on? Go, go! Drift off away on that little island of yours and don´t
forget to drown on your way to a better life!!
(Father) Maybe I will, maybe I will! I´d rather drown than be locked up with
such a freaed up bith and a freaky daughter! I can´t believe we´re still
holding a conversation about something so stupid!!
(Mother) Fine, go! Just GO!! Drown! I hope it´ll be slow and painful!
(Father) Shut your fucking mouth!
(Mother) Asshole... Asshole!
Translate to:
(Child) Everything keeps getting worse
The terror at home, the dread at school
I mustn´t count on much support,
I´m still locked out; it´s up to me,
how to face the teasing and the pain
Hate, one thing we have in common
Play your game
Beat me, hurt me
A physical release from mental pain
Don´t make me explode in your way
(Contemplative) This is a chain of torture,
a line of pain, no other way to show how you feel
This is the rebel in her, the torment from him,
the absence of help, the mother´s care
(Child) Rage, it burns all around us
Blind pain
So abuse is only weakness
It feels more like a cry of distress, an act of incapacity
Feel the threat
Feel the oppressed ambience of having no place to go,
no one who´ll take care of my salvation
(Contemplative) This is a chain of torture,
a line of pain, no other way to show how you feel
This is the rebel in her, the torment from him,
the absence of help, the mother´s care
(Child) Here comes the final episode
of terror and pain, abuse and hope
Here comes the fight between us all
A fight between a love long gone
I´m to blame, but it´s their own blind pain
Spoken outro:
(Mother) Now look where you and your selfish ambitions have gotten us!
It´s never been worse! You gotta work, work work, come back without
even noticing me or that ignorant kid of yours! You only think about
yourself.
(Father) I only think about myself, it´s me again? You self-centered bitch!
You´re the one complaining all the time, but when that kid freaks out, who´s
supposed to take care of her, huh?! Besides, it´s not my child! Wasn´t it ours,
our little ´saviour´ of a love we never had? A fucking...
(Mother) Yeah, there is no ´us´ anymore, darling! Ever since she was born
and I was left at your apparment raising her, I think about all I ever dreamed
of because of ´our´ decisions! We both should have made compromises,
but the only one who did was me!
(Father) Oh, there you go again! You feel awfully sorry for yourself; why
don´t you take a look at my side of the story for once?
(Mother) Ah, yeah sure, ´your side´... well, excuse the fuck out of me for being
in your way! A child you never wanted, living in a smaller house than you´ve
ever dreamed of, and all the while I´m getting old and ugly, right?
You must really long for somebody young and fresh, or if this means already...
(Father) Enough!! Don´t you dare accuse me of being unfaithful! That´s
how you ruined my loyalty; I can´t believe I once fell in love with a...
(Mother) Oh, neither can I, you bastard! Neither can I! And loyal? I dind´t
know you´re familiar with that word!
(Father) There´s a lot you don´t know, a lot you´ll never understand!
We´ve lost contact, baby.
(Mother) Oh yeah, really? Well, that doesn´t seem to bother you. Why don´t
you just go on? Go, go! Drift off away on that little island of yours and don´t
forget to drown on your way to a better life!!
(Father) Maybe I will, maybe I will! I´d rather drown than be locked up with
such a freaed up bith and a freaky daughter! I can´t believe we´re still
holding a conversation about something so stupid!!
(Mother) Fine, go! Just GO!! Drown! I hope it´ll be slow and painful!
(Father) Shut your fucking mouth!
(Mother) Asshole... Asshole!