Pas Famille (Feat. Berthold Matschat)

PAS FAMILLE

These days the world seems out of kilter  
I don't know, which way up is.
I saw you stare into the mirror 
Yet miss our, fate's what yours is.
Then you say kneeling down is
As much of a crime, as standing up is

Grind that dirt, into the grain and,
Rake that hurt, across the pain and,
Saying what ought, is just the same as
What it's not, And more's the shame, where...

Pas famille,
Don't make like you're my brother,
Sail on to your merrily, 
Once you sell me down the river

Betrayal, is a roulette wheel
That makes a vixen outta karma
As it turns, it comes around
To afflict its hapless dealer
Your self loathing is unbound,
So you're ever Pas famille

You know the things your kinfolk need,
But bring them barbarity.
Who traumatized you without heed
You yield to ab-normality
We've all been where you've been, 
But treat each other with fidelity

Still you cheered, at spirits broken
With them sneered, at truths unspoken,
One fine day, You'll find your way,
Back home to stay, But until then you're...

Pas famille,
Don't make like you're my brother,
Sail on to your merrily, 
Once you sell me down the river

Betrayal, is a roulette wheel
That makes a vixen outta karma
As it turns, it comes around
To afflict its hapless dealer