Like that the years passed
Like the evenings of a freeloader
Waiting for better
There were a couple of quite good chances
But there wasn't enough time to build
The resolute downturn of self-esteem
Continued to even lower direction
Evenings rather with the bottle than without
Totally sober - it's counted in times
Black - very sad
Black - very sad
Black youth behind
Is that so…
Conflicts near the family circle
And women, they mess up your head
The blame is probably somewhere else just like always
And you can always start over again
Black - very sad
Black - very sad
Black youth behind
Is that so…
Everything is so very unsurprising
Is that so…
You hope that you would have become
Something little better