Текст песни




My whole life is a dead end street
There's no cross for turning back
I'm out of luck all over again
But won't you lose it around my neck
Oh, I don't care what you sing about me
'Cause I know we're running out
Don't ask me how I am doing today
'Cause the answer will be nowhere
Ain't got no girl or as many friends
Lost my money at a gambling place
Thinking too much, every day's the same
I cannot look into my ugly face
I don't care what you're thinking of me
'Cause I know we're running out
Don't ask me how I am doing today
'Cause the answer will be nowhere
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end
Since the waitress came from all those bad lot
You're swaying in a place to hide
I'm a burner on a rainy day
Somebody's there who wants to kill me tonight
I don't care what you say about me
My life's for sale, I'm gonna burn in hell
And if tomorrow doesn't come anymore
For me, it would be just as well
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end, in the end
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end
I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, blind to see
I'm the loser in the end, oh, in the end
In the end, in the end, in the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
I'm the loser in the end



Авторы: Marc Ader, Florian Kueper, Tobias Falarz, Uwe Claes



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