Placebo Video (MV)

In a never sleeping world I am caught like my empty thoughts - a castle of glass. My collapse is just a matter of time. Behind closed doors there's cruelty so why should I enter? Floating in between I'm tumbling from question to question - doubting that I'll ever reach relief. Death hides behind every step we make. It's feeding us with indigent souls. But no one seems to see through the illusion of perfection. I cannot find my peace knowing that life is a f*cking lottery. Every time it hits me again when I reflect. Nothing is really in our hands. The most comforting thought is that everything happens without a greater sense. Within this hell there's no good nor bad. This life is a lottery. Death hides behind every step we make. It's feeding us with indigent souls. But no one seems to see through the illusion of perfection. We are so small - we are so void - and to this universe we mean nothing at all.