Text: Warhead. Live In München. Blindly.

A tear drops down from your face
The wrong thing at the right place
Your eyes a touch of nothing
Your captured

The bloody truth is, you're stoned again
Feel the needle in your veins
Buy the stuff and be dead

A little higher you get
Eat pills instead eating bread
Emotions you share with pain
You're insane

As long as you are satisfied
You're standing on the good side
A hell's what you're living in