Fast Fake Scenarios Songtext
von Littly Daff

October wind flows in my veins
Fast fake scenarios are going insane
Am I going to catch a cold tonight?
Will I miss the gig tomorrow night?

Will I be all depressed in my bed?
Will I be able to be well-fed?
Will I completely blow my brain?
With birds of death above my pain?

My pain, yeah!


Nothing to do between the days
That′s when my brain goes the wrong way
I'm walking around my fuckin′ room
When all hope falls in doom

Will I kill someone without my will?
With the cold that I didn't heal?
Will I be killed in front of everyone?
For taking the life of a mother's son?

No, it ain′t just a cold!
I′m gonna die!