Their secret services –
like the KGB, are always on my neck,
My broken nerves-
I have become a trainwreck.

Push me, Push me far,
Wishing to push me over the edge
Push me, Push me far,
You almost got my best.

Guantanamo Bay, Is hell on earth,
But at least, you can depend on their words.
It’s proven that it’s there.
About this, only I am sure I am Tortured.

Push me, Push me far,
Wishing to push me over the edge
Push me, Push me far,
You almost got my best.

‘Sieg Heil’ Is what comes up in my mind,
Whenever their chaos-symbol I find.
Seeing it on a pillow in a ware-house,
I know what it must have felt like.

Push me, Push me far,
Wishing to push me over the edge
Push me, Push me far,
You almost got my best.
Nevermore, I promissed to myself,
The torture is over, I won’t be there.
My nerves have to cure,
I’m through with everything.

Push me, Push me far,
Wishing to push me over the edge
Push me, Push me far,
You almost got my best.

This is the Netherlands,
The most free country on earth-
It only depends
On who you trust with your free words.

I’m gone lost in their world for ever. – Ik heb mijn lesje geleerd.