On one of the last days You slept in a wet room Wishing you were back home With a new life in your womb We locked in ourselves there Nowhere to go to And I can't really blame you You had that animal instinct always But that's why I loved you Even losing myself Not that I had to But that's fine as long as You know what not to do But I'm not supposed to Stressing over something's gone Now how much I hate it What I had praised that You can't break the circle And everything comes back If I could've perfected it Just like Bill Murray Though that couldn't have saved me For my father made sure that one day I'm back into my pieces I can't escape it So I guess that's it for me Call in the builders It's time for restructuring And when I'm ready I'm still the same, yet I'm something new …So, my body starts breathing With paint so comforting And hundreds come to see me To witness the glory Of perfect recycling It's mankind's small victory Over mortality So drink with me, cause You don't need to warn me Won't get too excited I already foresee Get to the point when I can't resist and I let you destroy me But I shouldn't worry Another 20 years will come soon