Cubicle Songtext
von The Pine

Nothing feeling fit
I can′t cope with everyday life for long
I can feel and hear clocks beating
I can feel and hear clocks beating

Not sure what to spend these last moments on
But I know for sure that nothing will ever work
I'm kinda failing at everything
In slow motion, in slow
In slow motion, in slow


I hear words trying to get me out of this
In slow motion
I hear words

I don′t want this living in me
This will die with me, forever it will live
This confusion, this inner conflict shouldn't be what it is
But it seems too late to kill it now

Not sure what to spend these last moments on
But I know for sure that nothing will ever work
I'm kinda failing at everything
In slow motion, in slow
In slow motion, in slow


I hear words trying to get me out of this
In slow motion
I hear words