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Sinnloses auf Englisch

We’re just ordinary people,
We don’t know which way to go
We have the decision to reach future
To push through life using elbow,
Or to push me through with brain,
But how not to feel the pain?
Because the others push through, too,
Who is stronger? Who is not,
out of the stream is thrown, and alone

Why, why, why, why,
Is life so dry?
That we have to give it to poison and drugs,
When all the sunlight sucks,
When the moon with the darkness fucks
When I am thrown out of the loo
Into the fear, where our emptiness grew,
There is a place we will remember,
Where we are standing at the edge of December

We is I, I am not just one,
I would shot down the others, if I had a gun,
Schizophrenia makes me feel happy and sad,
Because I’m not the happy one, he must be dead
How to kill him without dieing,
The question drives me mad,
The freedom makes me flying,
Why are both pieces of me crying?
The emptiness is drying out the flame
Of my life, with burns in the shame
The shame is a desert; my souls are the sun,
I am a thirsty man which since is to run
To run after a bottle full of wet dreams,
This runs away from the man, who lonely screams:
Why are you running away from me?
This running for I just wanna be free,
Who are you, bottle with runs there away,
Don’t hate me just because I’m not gay,
You have got a leg and a quiet knee,
And the bottle said: ”I’m the society”
you are walking through the rain,
of my blood and of my brain,
can you feel, can you steal my pain
sadomaso makes us feel free,
i love you and you love me,


when I give my troubles to the night,
they come over me when I am dreaming
they always beat me in the lonely fight,
and make me silently screaming

over the day they leave me hunted and blurred,
streaming away...
I have thought what they have not heard,
I listen to what they say:

They say: “Hey, you are gay,
we are the spirit to whom you pray”
you believe in us, we not in you,
you may understand, you’ve got the Q
let the fox
out of the box