Don´t send me messages
not even good ones
don´t give me answers
I don´t realize them at all

Don´t bring me flowers
not even black ones
don´t give confession
I´ve earned everything I need

I´m running through the empty space
trying to catch the black holes
and find the secret rooms
I don´t know what I should do

I´m hiding all the gremlins
those backline fighters
sentenced victims
I don´t know what I will do

I hate all the empty places behind the walls
the curtains are closed in and so am I

Lock all the open doors turn off the lights
now let me fall down to the deepest sleep...