Gisela no heart no soul

We are not ideal
We neither can nor want to be
But we are not at all alike
I wonder if ever were
We don't go by the rules
We can but we don't
And we always aim away
Without nowing where
This is the truth:
We're not allies
I'm at war with myself
And you're getting close to the line of fire
This is the truth:
I'm terrified
Schorch the earth, schorch the earth
Don't leave
Don't leave anything behind
No heart, no soul, no heart