Der idiot

We drag around a shadow with every step we take And every bad decision, now also theirs to make The thief that only borrows in a sea without the shark But who protects the shadow from the dark? A thousand different angles say the circles name in vain Are we crucifying the savior or a masochist in pain The knife without the handle, a shark without the sea But who will give the shadow everything it needs? And every rule we follow was also made to brеak And everything we lеt go, there's something else we take A goal without ambition is a key without the lock And who is there to listen when the shadow has to talk? The time we take to wonder the point of being alive The small talk we depend on like drinking piss to survive The daughter of the addict wears her wedding dress to prom And no one cares to find out where the shadow's coming from The old interpretations of how everyone should look The cold and spiteful rhetoric inspired by a book And hate without tradition is Noah without the ark And who protects the shadow from the dark? Only feeling alone around people Getting by, making it believable Love without compassion is fire without a spark But who protects the shadow, better than the dark?