The Drink [Ohne Strom]
You try to walk straight
There are walls in your way
Life feels like a war
It's a dangerous place
You need to escape
But one thing is sure
All roads lead to the brink
And there's nothing to do there but jump right in
Jump right in
And sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Put it all in the past
See your life through a glass
A glint in your eye
You're the genuine fate
Never made a mistake
Your life is a lie
Where all roads lead to the brink
And there's nothing to do there but jump right in
Jump right in
And sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
What no one can say
In an accurate way
Who'll arrive at your door
Someone weighted down with hate
Love or heartache
Only one thing that's sure
All roads lead to the brink
And there's nothing to do there but jump right in
Jump right in
Jump right in
And sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Sink, sink, sink into the drink
Writer/s: Timothy Smith
