Every day a new depressive
And it's only me who really feels bad
Anywas and generally everything is pointless
And the whole world is totally unfair
I sit here amongst some pessimists
That goes on for hours and slowly I have enough of it
On their forehead it's written in huge letters:
It's not getting better and all the more not good again
Chorus:
That's a bad time for optimists
They have to be lonesome by now
So lets support them a bit
Who likes to be alone?
That's a bad time for optimists
They have to be lonesome by now
And I know from my own experience
How it feels to be alone
It can't remain how it is now
The time is not bad, it's just good enough
There are enough signs, we need miracles
And the two of us would be alright for the beginning