You wish me any pain the whole night through.
Force out the imitation.
It‘s my strife.
The bright light will spread again.
Everyone wakes up.
And that dazzles their eyes.
You‘re lost in that world.
So you‘ve sucked up your will, modesty and strength.
There is just fucking trash in your head.
You always work against me. Draw me by/to your side.
It‘s so hard for me to keep on staying honest.
But I‘m always trying it. I‘ll rise up someday
The taste of underdog in your face.