Lyrics of Masada complex

(s. weber/m. schumpelt/j.o. soerup)
Just like a small explosion when he hits the balls to break
All his hopes of private glory lying on this frame
Some balls
He feels so secure - the winning smile is on his face
But it starts to fade away with every shot i make
Deep inside of me a certain feeling starts to grow
Grinning shapes get on my face
My perfect mask turns black to blue
Believe in friendly perjuries, who cares about the compliment's malice ?
I might feel superior, but there's a voice, a fear i'll fail it raises
Anytime they seem to laugh behind my back
And there's a voice, a fear i'll fail, it raises anyway
You wanted to meet a friend, to play a bit, to have some fun
I play to win, to satisfy my personal desire
Perpetual invasion of destructive thoughts
Ambiguous words will fix attention
They make me revise - make me analyse - realize
While visions confuse your weakening reason
Though i'm sure to win i long to expect the worst
When everyone's laughing behind my back
And there's a voice, a fear i'll fail it raises anyway