nothing new

Budapest

Nerves of steel again, no one listening, frozen fishing
Here comes self questioning, self comparison
Soon turns green again, like every other time

Actually its nothing that I havenÂ?t said before
Nothing that I havenÂ?t felt before
But IÂ?m not gonna feel it anymore

Drunken praise again, donÂ?t mean anything
WhatÂ?s the point again arrives inside my head
The head thatÂ?s nearly dead
Unlike the times before, this is my curtain call

Actually its nothing that I havenÂ?t said before
Nothing that I havenÂ?t felt before
But IÂ?m not gonna feel it anymore

There comes a point where even the most hardened take no more
The thickest of skin holds out no more
But IÂ?m not gonna take it any more

And it doesnÂ?t make a difference to me
I never give up anyway
DoesnÂ?t make a difference to me

Nothing new