lost my direction I don?t know what I knew
 sometimes I?m thinking that we only were born for destruction
 and then I know it?s true
 sometimes I?m running far away from all these empty lost years
 sometimes I?m proud about my roots
 sometimes I?m going to the future I would like to live in
 but then I?m sure there is no room

 if you would ask me what you could do against your depressions
 I?d answer you you have to drink
 if you would show me all destructions that are still around us
 I?d give you glasses made in pink
 if you would thank me for the many years we are together
 I would ask:hey who are you?
 if you would tell me something 'bout the time when I?m a grandpa
 I?d take you to where the crosses now