I speak
German...

Your hands know my every curve by heart
i hope our hearts will never part...

My home is your hell
but it is all i know...

You say that you love me
that i am your everything...

Give me the gun
you've had you're fun...

The dirty pool water
my blood boils hotter...

The blackness swims around me
it wraps around my limbs...

Your eyes
can penetrate the walls that i have built all my...

When the end of the day comes
and you lie in your bed...

We arent like them
we're better...

We are a west side story
i am a Raider...

You amaze me
you make my scowl crack and even smile...