Casual Cliché Songtext / Lyric

Absent minded walking around in the streets of Berlin

My trunk is the only true picture of my pressence

I don't feel pain - I don't feel any pleasure

My juvenile senses are caught in a cobweb

Life is just another Casual Cliché

Where is God and the meaning anyway

Life is just another Casual Cliché

Don't go mad – just go away

How I wish that I could feel love and desire the way

That I used to I can't remember last time

I cried or laughed for real

I want to break down - I want to break free

If I could just sense that way again

Life is just another Casual Cliché

Where is God and the meaning anyway

Life is just another Casual Cliché

Don't go mad – just go away