Pippersteiner/Kräutner
SOMETIMES THERE’S A FEELING
I DON’T KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM
MAYBE THAT I’M DREAMING BUT NO ONE WAKES ME UP
THERE ARE SO MANY QUESTIONS
THEY’RE BURNING IN MY HEAD
I WANNA KNOW THE REASON WHY I’M FEELING SO BAD
MAYBE IT’S THE WEATHER
OR JUST MY HOROSCOPE, MAN
I CAN’T FIND THE REASON MY BLOOD IS RUNNING SLOW
MAYBE THERE‘S A MASTER
HE ’S WATCHING YOU AND ME
I THINK THAT WE ARE NOTHING BUT PUPPETS ON A STRING
NO, THIS CAN’T BE ALL
NO, THERE MUST BE MORE
SEARCHIN FOR THE WAY
NO, THIS CAN’T BE ALL
PEOPLE ARE WALKING
LIKE CYBORGS ON THE STREETS
YOU HAVE TO WORK
AS LONG AS YOUR HEART BEATS
INSIDE I’M COLD
NO POWER IN MY VEINS
I TRY TO MOVE MY LIMBS
NOBODY BREAKS MY CHAINS
NO, THIS CAN’T ...
NO, THIS CAN’T ...
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING
AND HAVE A LOOK AROUND; NO
WE WON’T HEAR THE WARNING, THE LAND LAYS ON THE GROUND
I’M FEELING LIKE A STRANGER
IN MY MOUTH A BAD TASTE
WE DON’T STOP OUR GREED TILL EVERYTHING IS WASTE
NO, THIS CAN’T ...
C.B.A.