millwheels of being Songtext
von Beehoover

I crawl the grotty floor to sweep my grotty remains
I′ll polish them and put them in soil made from forgotten ideas
Pointless hopes and forgotten ideas
We water it with tears
My heart is broken
It is broken but not just in half like some romantic bullshit idea might suggest
No it is totally shattered
Pulverized by millwheels of being
From it grows a tiny something
Don't you accuse me of misdoings


Of lies or betrayals
How dare you
At least I ain′t a fool anymore
Guess who taught me so well
From this there will grow a tiny black something
Spiky and stiff
It is resistant as fuck
So numb and heavy it is
Against the caustic filth
Guess who taught me so well