4 Tage noch
Don’t tell me what I will do, ‘cos I won’t
Don’t tell me to believe in you, ‘cos I don’t
Be on your guard, better hostile and ha – Don’t risk affection
Like flesh to the bone in the no-go zone
you’re still waiting for teh resurrection
Come up to me with your „What did you say?”
and I’ll tell you straight in the eye: D.I.Y.
Klingt doch alles sehr gut, oder?
