Testo: Mental Reservation. Yesterday's Snow. A Pallid Day.

I was rooted in a world of misery
there?s nothing left to save not even me
i found another needle in the hay
and i?m sure i saw the world turn it turned to grey

every little moment makes you scream
do you believe in all your hopes and endless dreams
now there?s nothing left for you so pray
it?s always the same a pallid day
it?s always the same a pallid day
it?s always the same

i love it
i hated to be strong
i hate to be alone
i love it
i slowly drift away
i need to recreate a pallid day

it?s cold outside the early morning rain
washes away your traces and the last remains
i?m cruel enough to push it all away
it?s always the same a pallid day
it?s always the same a pallid day
it?s always the same

i love it
i hated to be strong
i hate to be alone
i love it
i slowly drift away
i need to recreate a pallid day

well i do these stupid things today
and i?m sure it?s really hard to say i hate this day

i love it
i hated to be strong
i hate to be alone
i love it
but they say the world was made
in only seven days
i love it
i hated to be strong
i hate to be alone
i love it
i?m sure I saw the world turn