My girl, on the cursed days
I'm going to a hundred countries
invited or not
I am the total of my wounds
I'm resting my tired soul
in pain
All of my drunkenness
drunkenness are for young men
and hang-overs are for old men
who are a hundred years old
Chorus
I'm avoiding it
so I can be alone in my flat for a long time
everything here reminds me of you
I hide my dark side here
I'm avoiding it
so I fly like a fly without a head
and I don't look where I will fall
'cause it doesn't matter, I'm starving because of you
I'm not avoiding that
My girl, on the cursed days
chaos is my nirvana
I don't want to have to explain it to you