Das letzte Mal [English translation]

Where was I?

What was that?

The cold mist smells oddly like anesthesia

I should really leave. What am I doing here?

How would it be like if it wouldn't go away again;

if from now on only thunder and eternal beat would remain?

But then, suddenly, everyone is here again, with their fake happy face

in the reckless dawn of a new day

we're having fun, and in case we don't -

well, at least we have something.

But I can't anymore, actually I can't for a long time already - so what am I doing here?

Why do I stay? I could go, but still I'm not, I'm not capable - and I hate myself for that.

In the meantime it has become really late,

but I'm staying until the light goes on again.

Slowly I go outside into the pale day

and nothing else than a stale aftertaste remains.

What was that last night?

What have I done so far?

In any case

that was the last time

and where was I last night?

Why am I still awake?

It doesn't matter now anyway.

This I tell myself every time.

What was that last night?

What have I done so far?

In any case

that was the last time and

where was I last night?

Why am I still awake?

It doesn't matter now anyway.

That was the last time.

I'm sweating. I'm sitting in the cab and

sweating like crazy. The heat smothers me.

The guy looks in the rearview mirror,

but luckily he doesn't see it.

Where would I like to go? You can guess three time.

To a house with a garden, where my wife and children are waiting for me.

But, he brings me home instead.

"finally alone" my ass - "endlessly alone".

Not only me, my curtain is also not dense

and the twilight makes me roll around in vain.

Deadly tired, but I can't sleep in.

My bed is completely ruffled up and spining.

So I get up, as it turns around anyway;

I look through the window, how normality goes by.

But the images get blurry, the voices are disgusting.

I would like to disconnect myself - but it doesn't work.

What was that last night?

What have I done so far?

In any case

that was the last time,

where was I last night?

Why am I still awake?

It doesn't matter now anyway.

This I tell myself every time.

What was that last night?

What have I done so far?

In any case

that was the last time,

where was I last night?

Why am I still awake?

It doesn't matter now anyway.

That was the last time.