Yeah, Dynamite, Johnny
We have done this shit for 18 years
At that time I thought nothing of an ego
But today I think to myself
Part 1
Dear God Give me the energy
Please give me the energy
Please give me the verses
And please give me the melody
Please give me strength to endure here
Without being crazy, I believe in you
But that does not want to go to church
It is terrible?
Can you hear me, hello?
Do you see me?
Do you feel me?
And do you understand me?
People look at my car and outfit
But that's not it
I have no plans
Because I don't trust my ego
Because of what my ego wants
I know that I'm not happy
If I crawl into more plasticine
White makes me not like it anymore
Justt because I fuck some nice girls
But that is exactly what my ego wants
Therefore, I am ashamed
Because of this superficial shit
There is too little of me
For years I thought that everything is just about Careers
And today I Wish that my heart is empty
Although I've learned a lot
But what was was in the doctrine question
Not being praised, becoming dissed
The future certainly wasnt very good
But something gives me the power
No matter how hard it is
And I'm more optimistic than Pessimist
I wish slowly
I love making music
Although this business is annoying
I thought I'd write something honest again
Hook
I prefer listening to my ego
Or maybe to my soul
I hear voices talking to me
As if I'm Schizophrenic
They rarely have one mind
And aggravate me on decisions
I feel so alone and helpless
In the fight against my ego (go go go go)
Part 2
And I still reminded
How bad was it?
When I found out eventually
That there was an inner voice
Seemingly never enough what I'm doing
Because she always tells me
They want more to 'eat'
Almost like 'the Hungry Caterpillar'
No the yellow billed stork is not Hungry
Since we were kids
Did we just Lose?
Were in the eyes of the winner
Who remembers the feeling of yesteryear?
Still carrying it within us
Never again will anyone tell me about such things (no)
I want you all here to show, to prove
We'll see who laughs last
When everything is over (hey honestly)
If it is passed then no one will laugh
These are only illusions that we made here, unfortunately
Because we can act out the ego
And that will not make you satisfied
But the rest of this giant world
Who needs all the glory?
And all that money?
Do you need for yourself?
Love can't be bought
No, you can even buy love for yourself
No I have tried with baggies, Sneakers and jewellery Nevertheless, I'm not that much better in the mirror
It's not about what lays on my skin
What I bought
Or what I've sold
But what I say
What is my mission?
What is my mission?
No I don't buy my ass for a million
If I'm happy at the end of the journey was worth it
[Hook]
I prefer listening to my ego
Or maybe to my soul
I hear voices talking to me
As if I'm Schizophrenic
They rarely have one mind
And aggravate me on decisions
I feel so alone and helpless
In the fight against my ego (go go go go)