Okay, there I
crawled, as I had said I would, all the way here without a spine
In the made nest everything is perfect
I want to have everything, if there's nothing, well, I'll gnaw on the bones
The most important thing is not to do anything, drunk for years in the shadow of
Honestly too many who were good at things
And I thought I wouldn't stand out if I go underground
It must have been a waking dream while I was walking through the city in the evening
Steps cut paths through the smog
I doubt signs of liberation through a God
The oblique glance of my friends says: They know something
Even though I hide it so conscientiously
But sadly noone calls me to explain anything
And punch me in the face
Meanwhile I secretly shower in my clothes in the fetal curl
In my glass palace, everyone knows that's how it was...
Easy to get
But difficult to digest
My stomach turns
Around itself
What have you got?
I'll take what you have
And I swallow everything
Until my pride decays
The path of least resistance
Doing what you can
Success handed on a plate
Lock the bad ones away
Discovered youth from a can
I didn't know what was happening
I am dripping
I am water
I always take the easiest path, of course
It could be better
I could be better
But I just flow behind the others
I'll blindly eat what I get
I accept everything
Even though I always feel worse afterwards
At least I'm not taking a risk
It was always important to me to please everyone
But not really myself
It was always important to me to please everyone
But not really myself
It's easy for me to adapt
But it's not good for me
And as long as I do it
I will never stop looking for something
Neurotoxin with caffeine
In a funnel becomes
Coke Zero in my beam
I don't want to be fat
Because I really want you to love me
Look at the sneakers
Because they cost as much as a kilo of meat without chemicals
Give me pills, I fly through Berlin
Mister pharmacist, I don't drink that much cough syrup
Because of Mac Miller, but I rap on the beat in triplets
So others like me, I let myself float and I don't decide on anything
That is very important, everything will be good
Mark Forster says
But a subwoofer drowns that out
I am not happy, but I don't miss anything
I am a middle course extremist
Easy to get
But difficult to digest
My stomach turns
Around itself
What have you got?
I'll take what you have
And I swallow everything
Until my pride decays
Until my pride decays