Paroles: Tankard. Beast Of Bourbon. Slipping From Reality.

[Written by TANKARD (Gutjahr/Zissel/Thorwarth/Geremia)]

I, born into a circle
I will lose not my way
I give my best by trying
I have a lot to say

Searching! I'm trying! The fear of failure
Succeed before I die
I feel the pressure on me
I've lost my mind today

[Chorus]:
Slipping from reality
Living for the "Great Escape"
Slipping from reality
Looks like it may be too late

Lord, gonna call upon you
I need your help today
Why do you fail to answer?
I'll find another way

Searching! I'm trying! Resignation
I hold my bottle high
I feel my self-worth dying
With eyes closed and a sigh

[Chorus]

I, born into a circle
I will lose not my way
I give my best by trying
I have a lot to say

Searching! I'm trying! The fear of failure
Succeed before I die
I feel the pressure on me
I've lost my mind today

[Chorus - 2x]