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Til I fall asleep
04:00
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Did you see the news today?
the world is full of darknes, full pain
if one war ends be sure another soon is born
will it be like this forevermore?
will there always be people killing for their wrong believes?
left behind children, the eyes full of tears
will we one day rise like phoenix from the ash
it‘s hard to belive cause we don‘t learn from our own past
That‘s why today i won‘t think
about a god damn thing
all i want to do - is to drink
oh to drink
from the early morning until eve
oh to drink - til i fall asleep
Our world is divided in rich and poor
there are those who laugh and those who moan
shouldn‘t we stand together as brothers and sisters united in love
why do we have to fight till we all fall apart?
we could join hands and live in peace
for a world of freedom and solidarity
but people are selfish, ignorant and blind
that‘s why I don‘t see a chance for this fucking human kind
That‘s why today i won‘t think
about a god damn thing
all i want to do - is to drink
oh to drink
from the early morning until eve
oh to drink - til i fall asleep
Formerly I came to you
when I was sick of this world cruel
in your arms I found safety, I found peace
but since your gone theres nothing else left to me
That‘s why today i won‘t think
about a god damn thing
all i want to do - is to drink
oh to drink
from the early morning until eve
oh to drink - til i fall asleep
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my friend, we ain‘t seen for a while
it‘s time for rock n roll all night
let‘s drink until the morning light
good friends, good drinks, good times
getting so fucking high
I hope I‘ll never forget that night
gin, beer and scotch
gimme all you got
seeing double but hell I ain‘t got enough
Vodka, Vine and rum
let‘s drink till we go dumb
I‘m starting to lose complete controle
and than the next day, as I wake up
you‘re staring at me and you look pretty fucked up
Chorus:
I‘m sorry for pissing in your shoes
what happend the last night? I ain‘t got no clue
I guess I had a little too much of Gin, beer and Scotch
man I‘m sorry I pissed into your shoes
I understand that you are pissed
indeed I‘m ashamed a little bit
so let‘s crack another beer and forget that shit
I mean your shoes were fucking rags
and how far away is your bath?
stop freaking out man and raise your glass!
gin, beer and scotch
gimme all you got
seeing double but hell I ain‘t got enough
Vodka, Vine and rum
let‘s drink till we go dumb
I‘m starting to lose complete controle
and than the next day, as I wake up
you‘re staring at me and you look pretty fucked up
Chorus:
I‘m sorry for pissing in your shoes
what happend the last night? I ain‘t got no clue
I guess I had a little too much of Gin, beer and Scotch
man I‘m sorry I pissed into your shoes
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You try to stay sober
and get your mind clear
to regain what you have lost
escape the sea of tears
You got nothing to do
and even worse nothing to drink
your heart is burning
your soul‘s screaming
All you got are sleeping pills and cigarretts
keep your head together, don‘t go mad
All you got are sleeping pills and cigarretts
drop another pill and lay back
while the world around you fades to black
You didn‘t wake up
for years and years and years
the price she paid
was tears and tears and tears
Now you‘er finally woken
and you‘re tortured by regrets
but it‘s too late man
no chance to turn time back
All you got are sleeping pills and cigarretts
keep your head together, don‘t go mad
All you got are sleeping pills and cigarretts
drop another pill and lay back
while the world around you fades to black
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Ich bin raus
02:52
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Das Leben ist ein Witz,
doch es trifft nicht mein Humor
2 Schritte zurück und nur selten einen vor
manch einer bleibt gleich liegen
der nächste Tritt kommt ohnehin
ich schwanke so durchs Leben und ich finde keinen Sinn
Arbeiten, sich was verdienen
raffen, raffen, Geld ausgeben
all die schönen, bunten Sachen
die ein Leben sinnvoll machen
ein riesen Haus, das neueste Phone
ich kick die Scheisse an und ich fühl mich so verloren
Oh Fuck! - Soll das wirklich alles sein?
Ist unser Horizont echt so klein?
Läuft das alles auf nichts hinaus?
Tja, dann bin ich hier ganz schnell raus!
Gib mir nen Grund, nen Grund aufzustehn
Gib mir nen Grund, nen Grund den Weg weiter zu gehn
Gib mir nen Grund, denn mir fällt selbst keiner ein
Und wenn du auch keinen weißt dann bin ich raus
Wie wärs mit Religion? Ist leider alles Lug und Trug
Geld als Lebenssinn dafür hatt ich nie genug
Mein Glaube an die Liebe steht und fällt mit meinem Glied
Was bleibt da denn noch anderes als Saufen, Rauchen, Ziehn?
Vielleicht die Welt verändern - Viva la Revolucion
Doch Menschen sind verlogen, selbst die besten schnell vergoren
Ich geb n Fick auf alles und ich saufe jeden Tag
Korn, Bier, Schnaps und Wein bis in mein frühes Grab
Oh Fuck! - Soll das wirklich alles sein?
Ist unser Horizont echt so klein?
Läuft das alles auf nichts hinaus?
Tja, dann bin ich hier ganz schnell raus!
Gib mir nen Grund, nen Grund aufzustehn
Gib mir nen Grund, nen Grund den Weg weiter zu gehn
Gib mir nen Grund, denn mir fällt selbst keiner ein
Und wenn du auch keinen weißt dann bin ich raus
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Ziellos durch die Nacht
04:42
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Seit Wochen drehst du dich im Kreis
von deinen Gedanken eingepfercht
Tausend Stimmen in deinem Kopf
und du kannst nicht weghörn
Auf der Suche nach Ruhe
tief im Nebel versteckt
findest du nun
kein Weg mehr hinaus
Stück für Stück und immer schneller
verlierst du dich selbst
so gings im Freiflug
immer tiefer bergab
Im Tal aufgeschlagen
im Scherbenhaufen erwacht
schau dich um und find dich wieder
in der einsamen kalten Nacht
Ref:
Und so stehst du allein auf der Straße
ohne Heim und ohne Halt
ohne Anker treibst du Ziellos durch die Nacht
Du wolltest nur irgendwo ankommn
und sei es nur die nächste Bar
ein neuer Drink, ein neuer Rausch, ein neuer Tag
Jeder Tag ist gleich,
jede Nacht eine Ewigkeit
dein Geist kommt nicht zur Ruh
weil alles in dir schreit
Du irrst nächtelang umher
ohne Ziel und ohne Plan
egal wie schnell du gehst
kommst du doch niemals irgendwo an
Also stürz dich wieder ins Vegessen
bade dich in deinem Leid
die Zeit heilt alle Wunden
doch geht nicht schnell genug vorbei
Erinnerung wie ein Mühlstein
gekettet um deinen Hals
zieht dich wieder hinab
zurück im freien Fall
Und so stehst du allein auf der Straße
ohne Heim und ohne Halt
ohne Anker treibst du Ziellos durch die Nacht
Du wolltest nur irgendwo ankommn
und sei es nur die nächste Bar
ein neuer Drink, ein neuer Rausch, ein neuer Tag
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7. |
Break Free
02:17
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Oh it feels like a thousand years
since I have seen the sun
burried alive in a mad house
dictated by a nacist cunt
Oh it feels like a thousand years
since I was breathing free
my skin turned grey, my stomach rebels
live in hell is really killing me
I have to get the fuck out of here
yeah I have to break free
I'll hit the road and I run far away
suckers you will never see me again
Oh it feels like a thousand years
since I have felt at home
liars and traitors all around
watch your back, you are never alone
I have to get the fuck out of here
yeah I have to break free
I'll hit the road and I run far away
suckers you will never see me again
Oh it feels like a thousand years
since I have come to rest
laying on the ground I was left behind
with a knife sticking in my chest
I have to get the fuck out of here
yeah I have to break free
I'll hit the road and I run far away
suckers you will never see me again
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I ain't got a penny for you
let's wear D.I.Y. or birthday suit
give me second hand, I don't want your fancy crap
fashion labels you can kiss my ass
I found my shoes on the street
full of holes and stinking like pee
I threw 'em in the washing mashine and I fixed 'em with some tape
now the carry me each and every day
I sew my clothes till my fingers bleed
cause I hate the fucking textile industry
a bunch of thieves and robbers, no conscience and no heart
may your greed let you all fall apart
I ain't got a penny for you
let's wear D.I.Y. or birthday suit
give me second hand, I don't want your fancy crap
fashion labels you can kiss my ass
Your petty clothes are made by slaves
suffering for your consume each and every day
oh I'd rather be dressed in rags than to wear other people pain
your ignorance is driving me insane
I ain't got a penny for you
let's wear D.I.Y. or birthday suit
give me second hand, I don't want your fancy crap
fashion labels you can kiss my ass
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9. |
Jolly Roger
03:48
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10. |
Moonshine
03:43
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In the gutter, screwed and fucked
Singing the blues, totally shit out of luck
I saw a light shining so bright
As I took a hit of my first bottle of moonshine
Now I'm addicted to moonshine
Need no more cocain to get me high
Oh if whiskey is the devil
Then moonshine might be god
Every sip a pleasure trip
Oh I no longer want to live without it
I get the jitters, I want to die
If I ain't got a bottle of moonshine by my side
Yeah I'm addicted to moonshine
Need no more cocain to get me high
Oh if whiskey is the devil
Then moonshine might be god
A bottle of moonshine every day
My head is spinning, but besides that I feel great
No more sorrow, no more pain
And I don't care that it drives me insane
Fuck I'm addicted to moonshine
Need no more cocain to get me high
Oh if whiskey is the devil
Then moonshine might be god
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Shit out of Luck Stuttgart, Germany
In the gutter
Screwed and fucked
Singing the blues
Totally "Sh!t out of Luck"
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