penguin suicide Lyrics

I find a confort in the cold

But i'm shivering too much

I never had anyone to warm me up

So now im taking off alone

My cold hands my solemn demise

My cold breath a winterborn forest fire

My frigid hands they shatter and break at your touch

The cold hits my skin

The cold heats my skin

The clouds of smoke

Out my ragged breath

They stop coming out

Like a stomped out cigarette

I'm used to the cold now

Its getting harder to

Lift my feet off the ground

And every step is getting harder

I love the way the wind blows

Like a wall of noise making me deaf

There's this thing about people

They never run out of excuses to smile

But im going far away

And you wont see me for a little while

I've always felt like shit

I could never find a reason to smile

If only just to fake it

But you wont see me for a good while

The wind's gone silent

Things have gotten bleak

No water to

Even weep

I feel stinging dots

In my face

From shaving cuts

And waiting for this fade

For weeks i havent had

A day where i didnt get midnight feeling sad

I watch cats play around

They're more interesting than us

They dont feel shame or empathy

Or any other human complex

This world is painfully saturated

For someone as bleak as me

Raindrops fall right on top of me

Fog so thick i cant even see

Mood's so fucked its black as ink

Brainfog's so thick i cant even think

Am i old enough

For melancholy

I have what i want

But not what i need

There's this thing about people

They never run out of excuses to smile

But im going far away

And you wont see me for a little while

I've always felt like shit

I could never find a reason to smile

If only just to fake it

But you wont see me for a good while

I'm a lone penguin running through

An arctic tundra im not home to

The light at the end of the tunnel's dim

How much longer can you run

Your footsteps sound in the snow

How much longer can you run

How much longer can you run

How much longer can you run

I know it hurts

But you just have to take the next step

(Ad infinitum)

[Is there such thing as insanity among penguins

I try to avoid the definition of insanity or derangement

I dont mean that a penguin might believe he or she is lenin or napoleon bonaparte

But could they just go crazy because they had enough of their colony

(...)

Uhh, well, ive never seen a penguin bashing its head against a rock

Uhm, they do get disoriented - they end up in places they shouldnt be in, a long way from the ocean

(...)

These penguins are all heading to the open water to the right

But one of them caught our eye, the one in the centre

Who would neither go torwards the feeding grounds at the edge of the ice nor return to the colony

Shortly afterwards, we saw him headed straight for the mountains

Some 70km away

(...)

Stand still and let him go on his way

(...)

He is heading towards certain death]

They want an encore

But i think i'm ready to leave