In the morning after getting up a breakfast is nice
Unfortunately there’s nothing in the fridge again
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, oh – that always happens to me
I don’t get rid of the feeling that it gets worse every day
But I am fed up with
Shopping
I move into the supermarket now
There I have everything I need
There’s something to eat and drink as well
The rent is no topic, the power already paid
I move into the supermarket now
I have no other choice!
Tissues, bread, milk, soap and just one cookie
Somehow I’d be on the run all day
At morning, noon, afternoon, night – something’s always missing
I don’t get rid of the feeling that it gets worse every day
And I am fed up with
Shopping
I move into the supermarket now
There I have everything I need
There’s something to eat and drink as well
The rent is no topic and the lights never go out
I sit in front of the the cooling shelf
And I feel at home
The decision has been made
I move out of my flat ...