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It's crashed, our poor soul
like Berlin after war
smashed by the bombs
in the abyss it's lost
neither we can sleep at night
with nothing by our side
we can smell the electric air
before the storm
and this dark grey sky
weighs down on my chest
while we’re lying on the roof
drunken with tears

it’s not for the lies
it’s not for the sorrow
it’s not for the time we’ll waste tomorrow
it’s not for this song writ with the blood
it’s not for the ladies
it’s not for your love
it’s not for the dreams
we forgot on the way
it’s not for the happiness
we’ve never found
not for your expressions
one cent for your thoughts
singing this song with tears in your eyes

for all the lovers, for all the addicts,
for all the rejects who are living as in Berlin after war
for all the prostitutes, for all the murderers
for all the rejects who are feeling as in Berlin after war

we can’t go back at home now
it’s all smashed by bombs
we will shelter under our eyes
and under this dark grey sky

it’s not for the dead
it’s not for the pain
it’s not for the unspoken words
it’s not for the spells
it’s not for the magic
it’s not for the devil
it’s not for your love
it’s not for the friends
we’ve forgot on the way
it’s not for the love
we’ve never found
not for your questions
one cent for your thoughts
singing this song with tears in your eyes

for all the lovers, for all the addicts,
for all the rejects who are living as in Berlin after war
for all the prostitutes, for all the murderers
for all the rejects who are feeling as in Berlin after war

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