Текст: Kai Tracid. Bad Shape.

It's there
In every corner that I turn
No effort, nothing needs to be earned
And here's my arm
Here's my nose
Swallow it whole
It's got control

So I struggle I fight
Dark forces in the moonlight
There's no club for tonight

Go to school
Go to work
Every day's a big perk
It's peer pressure somehow

And every corner that I turn
It's the happiness that I yearn
Feed me now, lock me up in my room
And give me glue, give me ecstasy, acid and mushrooms


Happy places that I go
Happy people that I know
Offer me to relax
Take a tic
Take a tac
Keeps me going now
Keeps me coming around

The destroyer
Consumes me and I can't escape.
Holding on
Letting go
I'm in bad shape