Calculated Songtext / Lyric

Calculated

Could you help me to remember
Is this the way how it’s supposed to be?
Could you please help me
To fix the way i feel?
Strange but true as it may seem
Our dream we all helped to spoil it
Obviously through us
The whole fuckin‘ movement’s in the toilet

I’m used to things
Not ending as i want to
But please make me understand
Why everything i try to keep
Slips through my fingers
Like grains of sand

Business as usual
A replay noone wants to see
Another pathetic attempt to cope
Shouder to shoulder with the familiar enemy

I’m used to things
Not ending as i want to
But please make me understand
Why everything i try to keep
Slips through my fingers
Like grains of sand

Calculated helplessness

Not all questions need their anwers
Some are better left unsaid
Especially the inconvenient ones which demonstrate
This farce is as embracssing as it can get