Hello again to you my friend
I am standing here with my empty hand
I cant look at you (only) once more
Cannot see the face you copy
All my courage and my strain
Are dying under the train
Piss off I can hear
Maybe their heads are talking to me
Standing here in front of my
Fucking face looking shy
Waiting for a better time
Luck will just never be mine
We don't like you anymore
Actually we never did before
(Anyway) (But) you are so nice my dear
Surely you can help me here
Now I am going back to them again
You are treating me too good
Maybe I will come back once
Only when you are perfect enough
And my faith in me
Dont you found it? dont you see?