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9010

We walked across the street
Carried by adrenalin
We ran fast like rabbits
But we weren't faster than cars ever
Born to be victims
It's time to understand
That where we live people like us have to take a lot of stick
The mouth full of blood
Calling an ambulance
Searching for the punched out tooth with the phone light on
It was never a fight
We just ran always
You were imposing
Shoulders like a hulk
Confident walk
Different rules applied for you
You're strong, you're allowed to do it
I never asked myself
What made you this tough
Today you look different
The years came into the country
I almost didn't recognize you as you were standing at the gas station
plastic bag, corn
"Westpoint"-cigarillos, bad skin
Chemnitz-city-swag
Everything looks sad somehow
I thought I would be happy seeing you like this
Karma fucks back
Kinda beautiful
But nothing is beautiful
 
[Chorus]
I would like to point my finger at you
Look at him, this stupid piece of shit
But no, after all this time
After all these years I suddenly feel sorry for you
I would like to point my finger at you
I would like to laugh at you
But no, no feeling of triumph
Not one speck of vengeance for me
 
First they kicked you out of the combat sport club
You were even too rank for them
Then you lost your job
Later you spent some time in prison
Then came alcohol and drugs
You became a burden
You swore: "Nothing compares to brotherhood"
But suddenly none of your brothers were on your side anymore
The memories about you and the past
Just covered up
Obliterated, overridden
For the buddies you loved
You are nothing more than the dark point in their biography
And they don't like to talk
About this phase of their life
That's why they don't greet you
When they see you on the street
In the past you made action
In the past you smacked Zecken 1
In the past you let 16 year olds eat the curbstone
Now you are losing teeth yourself
Glassy eyes, beer stench
Today no one gets bullied, no one is afraid of you
Rather one is worried about you
How you sit completely baked
Under the neon light of the gas station advertisment
 
[Chorus]
 
  • 1. cuss word for foreigners, foreign looking people, punks, lefties
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