Don't point your gun

My hands are on the ground

I'm turning myself in

A thousand hiding-places

a million concealed faces

And none could stop my suffering



No fake stories

I fired all the lawyers

I'll sign below my guilt

Lock me Free me

Forgive me, allow me to sleep



I've tried diferent pills

Orgasmic thrills

They had no effect on me

I've flied the world around

I've turn it upside down

But still I found no relief



I finally rest my head on your chest

I hope for hope for peace

Lock me Free me

Forgive me Allow me to sleep



Sleepwalking convict



I'm turning myself down



A sleepwalking convict



I'm turning myself... turing... I'm turning...



Lock me Free me

Forgive me and i will sleep