I know where I'm going
 I'm going in pieces, once again
 Have you come here to judge me?
 To lay this layer of justice right upon me?
 I should let you know you're mistaken
 of whatever side I have taken
 Cause I don't know where I'm standing
 this rhizome of ideals makes me sick
 I'm sick to the heart
 and I don't feel obliged to reply on your silly poems
 Please understand that your small talk at the wall
 don't surprise me at all
 I'm falling in pieces
 I'm falling in pieces
 Without any reason
 I'm falling in pieces
 I'm falling in pieces
 I'm falling in pieces
 Without any reason
 I'm falling in pieces