LYRICS GAME

The black shadow of my karma

Isn't so bad at all

I don't just wear black onstage

No, I wear it in real life too

Every day is a funeral with a funeral march

Where nobody has tears in their eyes

Because I'm burying your stupidity

I rise above the decadence

Like a flock of black ravens over the dead field

Of your morbid ambivalence

I live at the poverty line

Right next to the Promised Land

I apply for a visa to paradise and

A green card for the land of plenty

And I hope it'll be approved

So my little bit of human turns into a good soul

I guess I'll move over to you, 'cause you're

Like the West and I'm the former GDR!

The black shadow of my karma

That's the price I pay

For the mistakes of my life

For the fake luck I had

I was born like this, grew up like this, it's my fault

Your vice is perfection

And mine is impatience

Your wisdom lies in soft pillows

But mine hustles through the city

With a clear conscience

Yours enriches itself with all kinds of finesse

And mine can't find a job

I don't even have change for food

I live at the poverty line

Right next to the Promised Land

I apply for a visa to paradise and

A green card for the land of plenty

And I hope it'll be approved

So my little bit of human

Becomes a good soul

I guess I'll move over to you, 'cause you're

Like the West and I'm the former GDR!

And God knows I'm there when you're alone

Even if my income is small

That's the hardest test for my love

I tell you my dance is my dance

And my blues is my blues

I have little money but enough soul!

I live at the poverty line

Right next to the Promised Land

I apply for a visa to paradise and

A green card for the land of plenty

And I hope it'll be approved

So my little bit of human

Becomes a good soul

I guess I'll move over to you, 'cause you're

Like the West and I'm the former GDR!

I live at the poverty line

Right next to the Promised Land

I apply for a visa to paradise and

A green card for the land of plenty

And I hope it'll be approved

So my little bit of human

Becomes a good soul

I guess I'll move over to you, 'cause you're

Like the West and I'm the former GDR!