in lonely avalon where i spend some years
all the rules i built upon were based all on fears
why is everybody staring at me
you know that i'm wrong

when i finally realised that i'de gone astray
i ripped open both my eyes, jumped into the game
why is everybody staring at me
i know that i am wrong

and the hardest thing's to disapear
into this careless atmosphere
time and time again
infected by the shallow thrills
i am trading in my inner skin
will it come again
staring at me