Oxygen Songtext
von Bayonne

This could be your last resource of pictures
Waiting while creating someone′s face
Is anybody gonna win this game
In this economy of self-intrusion?
I think I've had it in a selfish way
Sayonara

But you always have yourself to blame
Growing numb with the nightmares to you
And it′s never gonna feel the same
Sick of you, sick of me, I know


So what am I waiting for?
Walk around 'til my feet feel sore
Say goodbye to this home eventually
Look out for that make-believe
Major part of my industry
Why the hell should I wait for you and me?

This hell would need a view to win like this
I should have known when you cut off my oxygen

All the days accounted
All the nights created with construction paper
It's something I can′t afford
Beat me up ′til my face is torn
Wake me up and restart this holiday

Regress on your self-esteem
Not to mention what's unforeseen
Time for finding myself a better way


So what am I standing for?
Walk around ′til my feet feel sore
Say goodbye to this home eventually
Look out for that make-believe
Major part of my industry
Why the hell should I wait for you and me?