"panes et circenses
passing through your street now
come taste it
it's the best thing you'll ever eat"
She confuses me still
and I'm in conflict with myself.
Feel like I will be able to conquer the world
if I manage to convince her to come
"panes et circenses
passing through your street now
come taste it
it's the best thing you'll ever eat"
I just need to sell all my stuff
and to remove all masks
be myself, at all times
while keeping my hands inside the car.
"panes et circenses
passing through your street now
come taste it
it's the best thing you'll ever eat"
Forget all I went trough the last time
stuff that she has no idea,
all pain that I swallowed:
the pride that took so long to be rebuilt
(let's pretend I did rebuild it)
"panes et circenses
passing through your street now
come taste it
it's the best thing you'll ever eat"
Become one of two clowns
on the streets of somewhere else
that is not here or there
abandon the safety of my castle
(which was built on sand)
"panes et circenses
passing through your street now
come taste it
it's the best thing you'll ever eat"
the sound comes from the car
going up and down on my street
I need to taste it.
I need to.
"panes et circenses"
Away! Away with you!
All I need is to keep conformed
And to change the jingle
To describe what I have:
"fame et taedio
blocking your door now
come curse it
it's the only thing you'll ever live"