Текст песни Cerebral Castle - Ruben Hultman

Maybe I'm just like a circus director
Trying to keep the clowns from feeling sad
Renting out the cabin in my mind
To strangers wearing shoes made out of clouds

If you could split yourself in two
Right down the middle
Could you see clearly who is the king
In your cerebral castle?

And if you could simply separate
Your right self from your left
Who is the puppeteer
Pulling all the strings inside of your chest?

Maybe I was never fit right for the puppet show
And probably too young to be dying in the living room
But I hope that you'll keep on marching to my drums
Even when I'm long since decomposed

If you could split yourself in two
Right down the middle
Could you see clearly who is the king
In your cerebral castle?

And if you could simply separate
Your right self from your left
Who is the puppeteer
Pulling all the strings inside of you?

I have the devils thirst in me
And I have sold my soul for this
But all I do is bleed
From this withering human I am living in

I am just longing to breathe

If you could split yourself in two
Right down the middle
Could you see clearly who is the king
In your cerebral castle?

And if you could simply separate
Your right self from your left
Who is the puppeteer
Pulling all the strings inside of your chest?

If you could simply separate
Your right self from your left
Who is the puppeteer
Pulling all the strings inside of you?