Alone in my cellar I lie awake at night
hold my breath and I wait for the return of the light
I don't deserve to be mentioned – don't deserve to be free
don't deserve to be happy – I don't deserve to just be
Cause I'm me, myself and I
don't know who and don't know why.
All I can do's to be waiting for the day
the three of us will say goodbye
but until then I hear my guardians say:
Welcome to your isolation – where no one cares if you bitterly
welcome to your isolation – the only way out is to die!!
"Me" always wanted the good life – "myself" always wanted the
and I just refused to be normal – then the other two simply saw
a schizo is never alone – so we made an arrangement to follow the
"If one of us appears, the other two sleep" – but I was an
Cause I'm me, myself and I...
Welcome to your isolation...
"Me" burned the house of the holy, "myself" lived a silent man's
and I simply wanted to get rid of them both – so I tried it with
a gun and a knife.
So now here I sit in my cellar – it's not what you'd call a jail,
yes, I know,
but behind the glass door we're not only three anymore- there's a
judge and a whole courtyard show.
So in the end it's okay to be lonely – the others tell me `bout
their lifes everyday
– they go to work, live their dreams and sometimes it seems that
I'd finally be fading away –
`cause I'm me, myself and I...
Welcome to your isolation...Is to die – out is to die – is to