Металл

I see you walking home alone, your face is alive and bright But you can’t see how weak you are

In this life I’m me, just sitting here alone By the way I tried to say I’d be there for

I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore

Armes Deutschland, kannst du deine Kinder sehen, Wie sie vor dem Abgrund Schlange stehen. Krankes Deutschland, kannst du ihre Angst

Who really know what rights all the wrongs anyway Who really cares what people do or say No matter where

In München steht ein Hofbräuhaus Doch Freudenhäuser müssen raus Damit in dieser schönen Stadt Das Laster keine Chance hat Doch

Watch this I’m never enough You bleed me dry, using me up Dissatisfied and used Another key to the empty