From my nature, I’m a strong one
there isn’t much that would blow me away. ¹
I think on my feet, ²
I always have a comeback, ³
in every objective, I’m relatively quick to catch on.
Nothing stresses me out, I’m reliable,
but if I’m drunk
I often behave horribly,
I’m sometimes nasty
and in truth, once in a while, weak.
But these phases really don’t last that long with me.
Refrain:
‘ Want to run my head through the wall
I’ve busted my head in the process ⁴
you crack me open like a nut,
breaking the shell open,
you chop me down like an ax ⁵
fells a tree,
you don’t unpack me, but leave me in the carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.
You throw me out, off the track, on which it went so well,
you wake me up from a dream,
in which I was sleeping.
You put a stone on the closed carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.
What should I say, I can’t really just complain,
thinking about you slowly makes me sick to my stomach,
you’re not a knot in my stomach, but more like
a wall surrounding it;
never in my life have I glorified a woman in such a way.
I quietly ask myself, if all this leads to nothing
and if it would be better if I would quickly disappear now.
What should he do, should he go or should he stay,
should he swim, should he drift,
should he still write another song, I -
Refrain:
Want to run my head through the wall
I’ve busted my head in the process
you crack me open like a nut,
breaking the shell open,
you chop me down like an ax
fells a tree,
you don’t unpack me, but leave me in the carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.
You throw me out, off the track, on which it went so well,
you wake me up from a dream,
in which I was sleeping.
You put a stone on the closed carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.
Refrain x 2:
You crack me open like a nut,
breaking the shell open,
you chop me down like an ax
fells a tree,
you don’t unpack me, but leave me in the carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.
You throw me out, off the track, on which it went so well,
you wake me up from a dream,
in which I was sleeping.
You put a stone on the closed carton,
you let the air out, like you would a balloon.