ABCTAKT - Emotions Bend The Frame lyrics

I‘ve got numb from all the pain that surrounds me Thoughts, deep like wells, exploring their boundaries Feeling chilling cold, like it‘s exactly minus nine degrees Emotions that I‘m not really capable to release So then I lose myself in a world of audio masterpieces Interpreted from my ears through headphones and decibels I know you‘re following this, cause you‘re also like the rest of us And you sure can relate, cause your emotions also bend the frame Sending the mind in deep isolation It‘s really hard to find some consolation in the reality that we inhabit The time that we didn‘t care – yeah, I would love to relapse it ‘cause memories about it keep on making my mind unraveled Since currently you squeeze your heart like a kilo of pears For people who additionally stuck in their spears Without even caring what the f** are they causing What the f** is their loss, why the f** are they posing Why do we give love to those, who don‘t deserve it But don‘t accept such from the ones who try to give it to us the most intensively And even if we try to do the opposite We can‘t achieve it, after which we disprove Our nature with other virtues And on top of that we still define ourselves As loving individuals who are even spiritual I read somewhere that the numbers of our birth Contribute to the whole picture And it sounded reasonable, but then I asked myself again why was the logicality behind it Destined this way Does a person deserve to take decisions That barely have any effect with sweat on his forehead But flighty ticking off deep initiatives? I guess that‘s just another mystery causing usual sufferings... Every impulse of love gets beaten by a combination Of indifference and hatred Each gust of hatred gets pulled down by a combination Of frigidity and love Feels like I can no longer feel I see myself as a log that is its own saboteur I even doubt the blink of my eye If, say, a volcano erupts and everything around me dies It sure won‘t be some kind of surprise I already discorded humanity a long time ago I am moving in a wheelchair but instead of wheels It‘s driven by processed fake feelings With whom we proceed together to the next tomorrow Where we play familiar tones with an unidentified instrument When my legs again become blocks of cement But wait a minute.... Wasn‘t that the reason why I am a wheelchair user? I suppose that‘s the only solution...