| Confused confused def benski can't find a way with concrete on my feet I stand
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| edge of the jetty
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| Should I end my life?
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| Or turn my body 180 degrees and start my life over again
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| What will I find bombarded with advice from all sides
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| How can I weigh their benefits
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| I don't know before or back, people say it's all on the street
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| happiness
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| If it were that easy, I would only have to bend down for it
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| But after 25 years of bending over, I only have a bad back
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| It can't be that alone, but there must be something else to give me
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| something comes to mind I close my eyes flee into my inner self
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| What can I expect is it something better
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| As in all the years before that I lost myself
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| No longer own stop everything so hardcore
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| Confused confused with no way out in sight as the roof collapses on us
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| It means submit to fate come and celebrate the festivals like them
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| instead you see me clench my fists
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| But it's useless like a belt without a belt buckle
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| My mind is like two planets colliding
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| Collision course kamikaze flight to nowhere anywhere
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| Where is my purpose?
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| I'll start my search at some point
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| To live my life to understand my existence
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| Was I'm kindergarten in school on the street
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| Enjoyed the education of the state but he forgot
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| That behind flesh, behind bones and behind tissue
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| An individual rests and a soul I cherish
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| No institution can give me what I strive for, what are you complaining about
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| don't you like your life
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| No, that's not it, but when I come home I don't recognize my parents
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| feel me again
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| Like the sheet under the blueprint, just a copy of the original
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| I know I live my own life but it would be banal
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| To think I can control my life completely
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| Usury like ivy when I twist in all directions
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| My soul is as rough as the soles of my buffalos
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| Nobody puts anything in my lap, oh just tell me
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| Listen, please put in your whining, you're good to talk, but what's that supposed to mean
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| be for a life
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| If two of my friends weren't resting underground, I couldn't do anything about it
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| no one is immune from death
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| My belief in myself is strong fear neither grave nor coffin
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| A new day a new beginning games question and answer
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| But without an answer, the game is without profit
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| Doesn't anyone notice how time flies
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| Oh God's forgotten children, there is no one to ease our pain
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| On our own we sit in this world
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| In our search for truth no money will help us
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| It is the will that counts the uncertain around us
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| And our destiny that torments us |