Secret Life
No, no, no... das wollte ich damit nicht sagen: Dick isn´t there!!!... Was soll ich denn machen? Curd will Geld für Hals und Taille... aber arbeiten soll ich auch nicht...
Aber ich gebe zu, ich bin... ich bin durcheinander... 119 hat sich nicht einmal gemeldet, nicht ein Mal... nichts, nothing, niente... kein: „Hello, how´s fucking migraine, Notfällchen?“ null... Dick hingegen... Und: Wie oft schenkt der liebe Gott einem so jemanden? ... Witzbold hin, Witzbold her... Ich gebe außerdem zu... drank toooooo much Wodka... listing to my top-topp-toppp-secret Lieblingssong...
In My Secret Life
(von Sag ich nich...)
I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can´t seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There´s no one in sight.
And we´re still making love
In My Secret Life.
I smile when I´m angry.
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But I know what it´s wrong.
And I know what is right.
And I´d die for the truth
In My Secret Life.
Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
I´ll be marching through the morning,
Marching through the night,
Moving cross the borders
Of My Secret Life.
Look through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That´s it´s either black or white.
Thank G-d it´s not that simple
In My Secret Life.
I bite my lip.
I buy what I´m told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I´m always alone.
And my heard is like ice.
And it´s crowded and cold
In My Secret life.
(Scheiße... LC... bim ich eine Memme...)
Aber ich gebe zu, ich bin... ich bin durcheinander... 119 hat sich nicht einmal gemeldet, nicht ein Mal... nichts, nothing, niente... kein: „Hello, how´s fucking migraine, Notfällchen?“ null... Dick hingegen... Und: Wie oft schenkt der liebe Gott einem so jemanden? ... Witzbold hin, Witzbold her... Ich gebe außerdem zu... drank toooooo much Wodka... listing to my top-topp-toppp-secret Lieblingssong...
In My Secret Life
(von Sag ich nich...)
I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can´t seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There´s no one in sight.
And we´re still making love
In My Secret Life.
I smile when I´m angry.
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But I know what it´s wrong.
And I know what is right.
And I´d die for the truth
In My Secret Life.
Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
I´ll be marching through the morning,
Marching through the night,
Moving cross the borders
Of My Secret Life.
Look through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That´s it´s either black or white.
Thank G-d it´s not that simple
In My Secret Life.
I bite my lip.
I buy what I´m told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I´m always alone.
And my heard is like ice.
And it´s crowded and cold
In My Secret life.
(Scheiße... LC... bim ich eine Memme...)
