Daisy Cutter - Beborn Beton

I am crawling through the thicket of my own jungle

I am wading in the swamp of the heart

I could make it on my own if I would not stumble

And have not lost track right here from the start

All these people left and right must be dead already

But in fact they act as if they don’t know

They have fallen with the darkness their eyes unsteady

Should’ve gone, but they’re not ready to go

Will you cut off the palm trees around me?

I’m calling daisy

Will you break down the walls that surround me?

I’m calling daisy

I am searching for the man that I thought I could be

Now I feel my mind is falling apart

I got stuck inside the brushwood of mediocrity

The land I seek is not on my chart

Do you think it’s in my genes that I’m determined to fail

Will I be melting like a flake into snow

My eyes are shining brighter than the shiniest pale

I am still walking but I’m talking too slow

Will you cut off the palm trees around me?

I’m calling daisy

Will you break down the walls that surround me?

I’m calling daisy