The Ausgezeichnet - Down the Hill

Had a story gotta tell you
About your selfish-prickly menu
God loves you sure I see
Even if I totally disagree
Ah
That bastard's really willing
To take me now
Ah
That bastard which I´ll never ever be
All this empty alibi
Shows up when you are trying to hide
From your responsibilities
For the world
For open mind
And love to see
That bastard´s really willing
To take me now
Ah
That bastard which I´ll never ever be

Each time
That I tried to be rich
I never composed such thing in mind
Not mine
All I reach outside my ditch
All money stays here and then you die
Ah
That bastard's really willing
To take me now
Ah
That bastard which I'll never ever be

I tip-toe down the hill
Slowly walking through glass
Catching each tiny limb
I'm trying to walk on through
I'm scared
Pushed down
No chance
To get up again

Written by:
Petra Morovicova

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