And stopped just as the sun set
And waited for the night
Outside a glittering building
Of glittering glass and burning light
[…]
Und kein Mensch kennt den schlauen Weg da raus.
Ein hoher Flug, ein tiefer Fall, und die Landung schön brutal.
Wo du mal standest nur noch Wolken voller Staub.
[…]
Nimm dir doch endlich etwas an
Was deinen Kopf beruhigen kann
Aber warte nicht zu lang mein Freund
Du hast viel zuviel doch schon versäumt

Genauer: Philip Dizack in „Mystery and Illusions“ mit Shai Maestro auf dem Album Human. Gänsehaut!

Hello, hello, hello my darling, have we reached the end?
‚Cause when the stitches fall apart we’re hanging by a thread
Hello, hello, hello my darling, some things never change
When our words are dipped in gasoline, our love goes up in flames
I tried so hard to get behind your mental barricade
But every time it leaves me feeling damaged, torn, and frayed
Hanging by a thread
Hanging by a thread

(Billy Talent, Hanging by a thread)

Brave, brave is a meaningless word
In the 20th century
Save, save for the times that you heard
When it means stupidity
Like, right now, if you could disappear
I know that you would
If you could start this year again
If you could, if you could

Caffeine or Me? (Karate)