So this is what they call the war
What's everyone so excited for?
And in the end you call me friend
An easy word when words mean nothing
Well, I can't sleep and I can't breathe
You stand so close that I can't see
Anything outside of me

Outside my window I feel that wind blow
Outside my window, outside my door
By my door

What Marx and Nietzsche, and Freud to me?
Dead philosophers, dead philosophy
And in the end, reason suspend
You know it all and all is nothing
I can't hate and I can't breathe
You bring me pain and I'll bring seed
Everywhere outside of me

Outside my window I feel that wind blow
Outside my window, outside my door
Outside my door

Outside my window I feel that wind blow
Outside my window, outside my door
Outside my window, I feel that wind blow
Outside my window, window, window

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