I'm walking away to watch from a distance
The disorder resolves into identity
All distinctions are lies
All I see is grey
I want to escape the fray
There is no reason, no reason to stay
The dirty pursuit of happiness leads to nowhere
Though I’m lost in a maze, I try to lose my way
I’m conquering the grotesque
I’m dancing in bizarreness
O, I want to be, I want to be like the Baron in the trees
So I am walking away
Conquering the grotesque
And I want to be like the Baron in the trees
