A feverish voice bursting out of her mouth
A darkened face bleeding green blood
A winding road covered with red grass
A tree singing a song so amazingly sad
A train passing a city with no name
A kid playing in the toxic rain
Clowns in tears making everybody laugh
A woman in love having everything to lose
It’s so absurd, absurd
I’ll take the burden of being myself
Pity is my name, desperation my fate
Feel free to cure me, feel free to cure me
A boy playing in his Garden of Eden
A bomb exploding under his feet
A girl crying a river of perdition
Her mother dying of a broken heart
Governments bringing us peace
With their flags painted with blood
And the poor are poor and the rich are rich
And that is just the way it is
It’s so absurd, absurd
I’ll take the burden of being myself
Pity is my name, desperation my fate
Feel free to cure me, feel free to cure me
Song details:
Catalogue number: GC059
Year of induction into catalogue: 2016
written by: Irina Holzinger
