You twist your foot there
Your survival book fails there
Nobody helps when you call
You haven't showered in ages and you didn't book it like this
Maybe okay as a doc
Your neck rest hurts
Without a subscription it's really not that thrilling
The trails don't start again until way back there
I can't get through here with my new fleece jacket
Where's the handle here? Man, this is all crap
Not a soul in sight, nobody here knows you
And if you run around here, you're hustling for nothing
Expectations were high, this branch hangs way too low
The animals' looks are too passive aggressive for me
No bank account and no god, this isn't my world
Nobody's up for you here and it rains into your tent
Everything's full of crawling stuff and brush
Your tailbone freezes when you bend over
You slowly go insane
And suddenly you wish so much to be back at Hermannplatz
There's neither cake nor reception
Love doesn't stand a chance there
The animals have no fear there
You just walk along and then croak at some point
I'm hanging around here in the woods
Without oat milk and heating
Here I ruin my look and the rosehip itches
Thorns keep cutting at my leg
I fight pigs for the chestnuts
The sun drives me insane
I sleep on a rock, I feel so alone
And I've got cavities in my tooth
It's just waiting for you there
You're being watched there