Tekstovi: Fury In The Slaughterhouse. Balm for The Soul.

A non smoking flight to, nowhere
Ready to take off
Last exit before breakdown
Send a smile back from above

I'm not looking for salvation
I'm not waiting for realease
Give me balm for the soul
No giveaway and no donations
You know what I want so, please
Give me balm for the soul

Replace me with a drum machine
While hip hypocrits keep the lyrics clean

Please no risk just hesitate
And march on with the loveparade

Chorus

How are you? oh thanx I'm fine.
I think that I just left in time
Jump off the train brings fast relief,
If you never want to be
A well payed clown on mtv