I flew high
Low fallen
I was at the top
And I saw God at work
I smell in hell
Kiss the devil's ass
I looked up into the sky
And into - and into my own grave
I did it with angels
I celebrated victories
I triumphed and lost
I died out of love
I've lost a lot
But never my dreams
Some became true
Most, however, remained foams
These are
Empty words on a dead day
My brain is in the fog
Too much coke, too little sleep
Too much of everything
A small death
I i'm drunk me out
Just switched off
Myself overhauled
I knew everything
And I forgot everything
I came, saw and conquered
And eaten shit
Whatever is follows
Nothing comes out of it
Every day the same shit
I want to get out of here
- I want to get out of here
These are
Empty words on a dead day
My brain is in the fog
Too much coke, too little sleep
Too much of everything
A small death
I i'm drunk me out
Just switched off
Myself overhauled
Empty words on a dead day
My brain is in the fog
Too much coke, too little sleep
Too much of everything
A small death
I i'm drunk me out
Just switched off
Myself overhauled (x2)