DEEP THINKER - Tasavallan Presidentti

Changing times and movements, confusing talk I hear

Easily slips right past me, leaves an empty fear

Anger pops up from behind my eyes

I see red but don’t see well

I have to use my patient and its breaking

Breaking a nerve and I feel like hell

Interchanging crossroads, no signs I see

Changing a right turn, I think I don’t believe

I pass the final turn the ultimate remain

Then fear creeps up behind my door

I see a face that is broken

I wake up and the light is gone

Anger pops up…

Where is the dealer, I’ve reached a closing door

Noisily retreating, I reason all the more