Testo di A Problem

There are many things you do I can't describe - you seem so blue Life is just a funny game For you too boring and still the same Now you're crawling on the ground Didn't looked for what you found I see a problem is lying here In front of me - you smell like fear Every night you awake with scream - Result of a disconnected dream Scornful laughter in your face Who looks - will see a secret grace Inside a child without a name Tired to play this wicked game The dissension makes you slowly mad Kills the child out of your head