The original mixed-up kid. Sleeps with the ladies all night. Home in the morning light. To nothing. . Climbs in to an empty bed. Pillows around his head.
A midnight attack, the hammer's drawn back. A pull of the trigger, you hear a loud crack. The burst breaks the silence, on this night of violence. Another mission accomplished, a victim of my defiance.
Opened up my eyes to join celebrations. Understand the truths of love and patience. Got a lot to know without hesitation... with you. . Wasting all that time with good intentions.
Oh, oh, oh. . I still have that feeling. I always thought that it would disappear. Just like a faithful dog. It followed me throughout the years. . I've got a place, I've got a place.
Distorted minds, shut, blind. It's out of order. There's nothing but silence. Not a voice can be heard. . Closed down, out of line. It's a mind state border.
The snow comes falling down. The flakes do their best to cover up the ground. And I'm inside looking out. The sun has swept away to make place for the night.
Ain't gonna find me stuck in a kitchen. Slavin' in my apron, fryin' up bacon. I ain't your mama and I ain't your maid. If you think I am then you're mistaken.
Hast Du auch schon mal Mamas Kleider probiert. und vorm Spiegel in Strapsen onaniert. bist Du Vizepräsident vom Kindermörderclub. hast Du als Kind schon Schwester's Puppen massakriert.
Ein böses Märchen aus tausend finsteren Nächten. Ein wildes Leben im Bund mit dunklen Mächten. Könige des Pathos, Radikale Humanisten. Hoffnungslose, Außenseiter, -Idealisten-.
JAAAAAAA. WIR SIND BÖHSEE!!!. WIR SIND DIE BUH-MÄNNER!!. JAAAAAAA. ISCH HAU DISHC PLATT. JAAAAAAA. VON GRUND AUS BÖSE!!!!. JAAAAAAA. GIBS MIR!!!!. JAAAAAAA.
Oi, oi, oi. Deutschland versinkt in Schutt und Dreck. und Ihr, Ihr Schweine, Ihr seht einfach weg. Die Bullen werden den Aufstand schon niederschlagen,.
Antifa - ihr könnt mich mal. Ich lache über euch und ihr merkt es nicht mal. Ihr kämpft gegen mich, wie lächerlich. Denn euren wahren Feind, den seht ihr nicht.
What gives you the right?. You're telling me time and time again. You don't know what to fight for this time. You're burning inside just waiting for the flames to rise.
I can't sleep, 'cause I won't wake up again. I can't read but the writing's on the wall. I lied but I told the truth again. Got so much, I got nothing.
Sometimes when I'm driving in my car. I wish that you could take the wheel. But you're not there, it's so unfair. What if I hit that dog again?. . Sometimes when I'm lying in my bed.
It's been so long since you've been there. And you will never find your way. You won't hear my call. When the red has turned to gray. . And you've run off the path.
Ein bs(h)es Mrchen. aus 1000 finstren Nchten.. Ein wildes Leben. Im Bund mit dunklen Mchten.. Knige des Pathos.. Radikale Humanisten.. Hoffnungslose Auenseiter, Idealisten..
Last night red lights and sirens sound. Nine miles on a back street gettin' out of town. Out of touch going underground. Look into the mirror, you can see 'em bearing down.